"You're going to have to narrow it down for me."
"What happened between us." He nodded toward the kitchen. "In there."
I smashed more plates into a stack and leveled him with a glare. "You rejected me. What else is there to know?"
I moved through to the kitchen, not surprised when he followed me. There was much to discuss, but I didn't know if I wanted to hear any of his excuses about why he didn't want to have s*x with me that wouldn't embarrass and sting me anymore. He'd hurt me, but for whatever reason, I still wanted him. I'd be a fool to deny that, but I'd never admit it aloud for fear it would make me seem weak. I hated weak, and a huge part of me hated him for having enough power over me to make me feel that way. Yet, I still wanted him. The stupid. It burned.
"I didn't tell
