Chapter Seventy Three

Steven felt the muscles jerk in his cheek as he listened to what Marie was saying. He couldn't believe that the jerk still had the courage to call Marie to threaten her after what he had done. Maybe it was time to run him out of town. Marie was looking at him now, hands akimbo as she waited for her answer. He hadn't returned home earlier for this; there was no way he was going to let Antonio put on a strain on them today.

“Love, did you really think I was going to sit back and do nothing to the man who hit you?” Steven asked, his eyes blowing hot and his chin jutted forward.

“But he already slept in jail, Steven.”

“That's not nearly enough. He hit you, he made you cry, he said the most obscene things to you. He's lucky he isn't lying in a ditch somewhere.”

He ventured a look on her face and spotted a smile she was fighting to hide. Deciding to capitalize on that weakness, he moved closer to her and took her in his arms.

“I’m sorry he called you, Love. I’ll do something to make sure he