Cliff
" You know you can't keep avoiding her, right?" Lance gives me a narrowed gaze and I ignore him, trying to play it cool.
" Who said I am avoiding her?"
" Do I assume it's me you are avoiding then?"
Lance presses. He has that look on his face I dislike sometimes. The look that he knows what I have in mind, like I am some kind of an open book.
" I'm doing no such thing, Lance. Now, stop bugging me, I have things to do." I am annoyed because he is right, I am avoiding it.
" You think burying yourself in work will solve s**t? When did you become such a pussyfoot Cliff."
That's it. I loose it. I pin Lance a glare and he holds it challengingly.
" Don't act like you know what's going on in my head right now." I snap.
" That's because I know, Cliff. Let's not fool ourselves at
