“Who was that?" Daniel asked me, seething. I looked down and his fists were clenched by his side.
What the hell was his problem?
“I have no idea what you're talking about," I told him simply. I knew he was referring to Lyle, but I didn't understand why he seemed so…angry.
Daniel's eyes narrowed. “That redhead you were hugging," he clarified.
“Oh, you're talking about Lyle," I responded. “Yeah, he's my old friend."
Why was he reacting like this?
“Yeah, I could tell that you were getting very friendly with him," Daniel snapped and crossed his arms.
His anger made mine flare up. Who did he think he was giving me an attitude like this?
“Why are you being such a d**k right now?" I placed my hands on my hips and glared at him, holding his gaze.
“Why are you acting like a common w**
