“Okay”, I simply replied, my voice small.
I didn’t have it in me to start an argument with him right now… it would not achieve anything but only further darken his mood.
“Okay?! What does that mean? You’re not opposed to marrying me?”, he asked, his tone cryptic as he appraised me, his grave grey eyes trying to read me.
“I’m opposed to arguing with you so early in the morning”, I replied, dodging the achingly dangerous question as I looked down at my plate, fiddling with the cake to distract myself.
“Now that is something I can agree with”, he told me, shooting me a wry smile.
“Let’s just have a nice breakfast and get to class”, he continued, shoving another muffin into his mouth. My mouth went dry when I noticed his very visible Adam’s Apple bob as he swallowed. Jesus f**k, why was t
