"I'm upset because it's your past that has kept us from having a future!" Peyton said.
Max pulled her by the arm toward him as he tried to kiss her. "Don't say that!"
Peyton didn’t want to kiss him. In the past, when they argued and it wasn’t going his way, Max thought a kiss would distract her and solve all their problems.
“Let me go!” She yelled. “I’m not your girlfriend! And you are a married man! Remember! So don’t try to kiss me!” She pushed Max off of her, but he hugged her again. “What do you want me to say? I said it a thousand times and meant it! I’m sorry!”
“I don’t care! Don’t try to kiss me as if I’m yours! I’m not!” Peyton yelled, storming into the bedroom and slamming the door behind her.
Max opened the door slowly. He knew how Peyton could get when she was angry at him.
