Suddenly, I feel defensive.
“I never asked you to come find me. No one asked you to be my knight in shining armor. I can take care of myself,” I snap, glaring at him. “Something I have mentioned before.”
Quinn exhales, running a hand through his hair. “Why do you do that?”
“Do what?” I ask heatedly.
“Pretend you don’t need anyone in your life. It’s okay to be vulnerable, to need help. It’s not going to make anyone think less of you. Stop acting like you’re goddamn invincible!”
“Oh, you’re one to talk!” I snap, sitting up and meeting him head-on. “You’re a walking conundrum, and at the possibility of connecting with someone, you run or hide…or f**k someone else’s brains out.”
“What are you talking about?” he asks, his eyes narrowing.
“I saw you.”
“Saw what?” he asks, clearly puzzled
