Emily
“You’re crazy.”
I fold my arms and glare at him like that alone should be enough to kick him out of my room. This i***t is lying on my bed, one arm tucked behind his head, looking way too comfortable for someone who just showed up after disappearing for hours.
“You’re actually driving me nuts,” I continue, pacing a little now. “How do you just leave your car and keys, vanish into thin air, ignore your phone, and then come back like nothing happened and decide you’re sleeping in my f*****g bed?”
He exhales. “Relax, Emily.”
“Relax?” I stop and point at him. “Relax? Where the hell am I supposed to sleep?”
He cracks one eye open, looks at me, then pats the space beside him. “Here.”
“What the f**k is wrong with you?”
He sighs and pushes himself up, rubbing the back of his neck. “E
