CHAPTER 311

“For what?” Cam’s brow furrowed. “I think it’s obvious.”

“It’s not obvious to me, so why don’t you explain it?”

An incredulous look appeared only to be replaced with an irritated one. “What? You expect me to grovel?”

“No. I expect nothing from you, which is why it’s so ironic that I’m disappointed.”

“Now wait just a damn minute—”

“Just go.” Stupid chili pepper powder must’ve blown in her face; her eyes smarted with tears. She sidestepped him, muttering, wishing she was the type of woman who could rant and rave and throw things to relay her frustrations.

Cam wheeled her around, boxing her between his body and the steel door of the walk-in cooler. “Will you at least let me apologize before you storm off and start swearing at me in Ukrainian?”

“That was Russian.”

“So I’m an idiot all the way around, okay? Look, I’m sorry…” His gaze lingered on her neck. “I’m so goddamn sorry I was such an animal and marked you last night. First thing. You deserve better than a man who mauls you.”

Her sto