Mitchel approached the taxi, tapping on the window, trying to get inside.
He glared at the driver, his voice cold.
âOpen the door.
â
The driver felt immense pressure.
He never thought heâd be intimidated by a young manâs stare.
Despite his nervousness, the driver stood firm, reassuring Raegan, âDonât worry.
I wonât let him in.
â His voice betrayed his fear.
The driver pulled out his phone, ready to make an emergency call in Mitchelâs presence.
Raegan acknowledged the driverâs kindness and didnât want to alarm him or cause trouble for him.
So she reassured him, âSir, relax.
Heâs someone I know.
â
âHeâs someone you know?â The driver was about to dial the number, but upon hearing this, he swiftly canceled the call.
âYes, just lower the window.
I need to talk to him,â Raegan confirmed.
Once the window was down, Mitchel outside wasted no time.
âI was in Ashfield last night.
â
Mitchelâs voice got rough.
âI got it wrong.
â
Although they cleared the misunderstanding, Raegan felt slighted.
This made her realize there were too many issues between them.
The lack of trust was disheartening.
Trying anything without sorting this mess would be reckless.
âHmm, gotcha,â Raegan said.
Mitchel hesitated, murmuring an apology, âIâm sorryâ¦â
She replied calmly, âOkay, I accept it.
Can I go now?â
Mitchel stood there, his tall figure immobile.
With the misunderstanding cleared, he didnât want to let her leave.
He asserted, âCome with me.
â
Raegan found his words bold.
âMr.
Dixon, there are women waiting for your attention.
Donât joke around with me.
â
âWhat women?â Mitchel asked.
âDrop the act.
The woman in the chamber was eagerly vying for your attention.
Please donât waste your time on me,â she shot back.
A smile crossed Mitchelâs face.
Raegan felt something wasnât right.
Was she sounding jealous?
Mitchel felt considerably relieved, explaining, âI donât mess around with other women.
Iâm not that kind of guy.
â
Raegan turned her gaze away, expressing indifference, âYour actions are none of my concern.
â
âWhy wouldnât it matter to you?â Lowering his voice, aware of the taxi driver nearby, Mitchel insisted, âYouâre the only one for me.