Lochlan stood in front of me and leaned down toward my face as he spoke. “You heard me, you’re letting your sensitive little feelings walk all over your good sense and it's going to get you killed.” “Screw you, Lochlan. I’m not going anywhere, certainly not with you.” I plowed my way past him and marched upstairs. Grabbing my pajamas from my room, I headed into the bathroom and slammed the door. I wasn’t even sure why I was so adamant that I wouldn’t move to his place. It had more to do with how the suggestion had been presented rather than the idea itself, which meant he was probably right, but I was too angry to change my mind. I wanted a hot shower and the comfort of my own bed so that I could pretend for a brief moment that everything was normal. I stripped off his shirt, along with my
