“I thought you were about to throw me out,” he says, giving me a dark look.
“I wasn’t throwing you out.” I can feel the guilt begin to settle in. “I was just saying you would be better off with your friends and your fiancée. People you trust. I’m a stranger to you.”
“That is not what you were saying.” I don’t know why he’s arguing with me right now. The man is on the verge of death, but he wants to pick a fight over this. “You want to get rid of me. And it’s not like I don’t trust you.”
“We barely know each other, Alex. Let’s leave it at that.”
His eyes turn hard. “Do you really dislike me that much?”
“Dislike you?” I gape at him. “I am trying to move on from this mess, Alex. You’re trying to drag me back into it. I understand that I’m not your type. I understand that you have a fianc
