He rolled his eyes when she said she didn't believe in love. She'd loved Sam alright. Was that what this was? He wasn't Sam? So maybe it was that he wasn't good enough. He turned his back on her and began to pace the small area. Running his fingers roughly through his hair. Making him look every bit the savage that he was.
He was finding it difficult to hold his temper. How on earth was he supposed to get it through her head? He felt like he kept running into the same damn wall over and over again. "Did you even stop to think why you were the only one I was in bed with? What about that?" He couldn't keep his voice from raising just a bit. "I had women looking me up and down like I was a fucking pork chop. And I only had eyes for you." He couldn't help but growl. Bearing his teeth just a little as he turned to face her. "I avoided Bella. For you. I avoided Julie. For you. I didn't even think twice about it. But I suppose that doesn't mean anything does it?!" He found he was unable to keep his voice down any longer.