She took a step back, but he stopped her as he still held the tape around her.
“You’re right. I’m being a bitvh, and I really shouldn’t be. I’m so sorry.”
“Now, can we get back to work?”
“One question first.”
“What is it?” he asked, getting tired of all of her questions.
Maybe he should have stayed working out at the gym where Jessica made a scene. Right now, he was starting to think he’d have been left alone for a hell of a lot longer.
“Why are you not making a big deal about this? I’m fat, and I’ve been bullied at school, by your very friends.”
He sighed, and couldn’t resist the urge to tuck a strand of hair behind her ear, so he did it.
“My friends are arseholes at times, I get it. I’ve been an arsehole, and I’m sorry if I’ve ever hurt you, okay. All I can say
