I turned, and Paul was just staring at me. Silently apologizing and telling me he will not act like he did earlier. But silently, I said nothing.
We allowed silence to take over. Then I remembered what the bastard might be thinking of doing.
“Before you even think of doing this, just know I will break every bone in your body,” I assured him.
“What are you talking about?” He moved closer.
“Creeping in my head. Listen, Paul, I know you mean well and I like that about you. But you creeping into my head the whole time can be problematic for both of us. So, let’s spare each other by you not creeping you ass inside my head, ok?” He nodded, and I could see that he meant it. “If I don’t tell you about something, it’s because I feel like I can handle it. Because it might not be necessary for yo
