I pushed him immediately.
“You’re doing this because you’re angry. If you want to listen to me, I’ll be waiting in the living room,” I fled his room. I needed to be in neutral territory. What the hell! What was all that about? That kiss had made me a bit uneasy, and when he arrived in the living room, I was pacing back and forth. As soon as I saw him, I spoke.
“So, what do you want to do now?”
“What are you talking about, Bree?” he asked me, sitting down calmly.
“You know exactly what I mean.” He shrugged.
“If you’re referring to what happened in my room, the question is, what didn’t I want to do, Bree?” I crossed my arms and sighed in frustration.
“I mean us. What do you want to do with us? Because it’s clear that I kissed another man.” He smiled.
“I suppose it’s only fair I do the
