The expression on Renee’s face was hard to read because it looked like she'd probably been crying, the tears were dry, and her brow furrowed in confusion when she met my face outside her front door.
“Hi,” I said.
“What are you doing here?” she asked. As I opened my mouth to respond, she rattled on, bowling over me. “Are you here to f**k up the rest of my life?” she demanded, face growing red with anger. “Sorry, Matt, nobody is here to help you and Jake take me out, okay? Try Carly. I’m sure she’d be happy to plan more revenge on me.”
I smiled because I couldn't help it. Renee was f*****g adorable when she was angry. And if I focused too hard on the silky red hair that cascaded down the front of her chest and the fiery, emerald eyes she was trying to burn me with from the inside out, I w
