19 LAYNE“Do you think you could elaborate on that a little?” Dr. Benson asks.
More like I’ll elaborate on your face if you keep asking me that stupid question.
I’ve only been at my therapist appointment for fifteen minutes now, but I swear to God, after the first five minutes, it started to feel like an interrogation. I’ve never gotten upset or annoyed with Dr. Benson before, but I guess there’s a first time for everything.
“Honestly, I don’t know what else to say about it.” I sigh, crossing one leg over the other on her green velvet couch and fixing my gaze on the bookshelf across from me. “What Griffin and I have is fun. It’s casual and sexy and makes me feel like a teenager again. Those things don’t exactly add up to let’s get married and raise lots of babies together.”
“Then why ca
