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“You’re biting your lip and staring at my junk with a blush on your face, I don’t need to be a genius to figure out what you’re thinking.”
Busted!Rebel Harmony shouts.
“Whatever,” I mumble. “I’ve got to…” I pause. There must be something I need to do. Besides, get away from this conversation.
He settles on the couch. “It’s fine. I’ve got all day to wait you out.”
“All day? When is your mom bringing Robin back?”
“When I call her to.”
“But it’s my day off,” I pout. “I planned to take Robin to the park.”
“And we will,” Elder pauses, “once you explain to me why we can’t be more than friends.”
Who does he think he is? Trying to force me to reveal my secrets to him? Not happening.
“I don’t need to explain shit to you,” I hiss at him.
“I guess I’m waiting all day then.”
“Screw this. I’m going to pick up Robin.” I stomp away.
“How?”
I freeze.
“Mom has my truck.”
“I’ll use my bike.”
“Good luck finding it.”
I whirl around and stomp back toward him. “Did you hide my bike?”
“It’s for your own good.”
“For my own good? Who the hell do you think you are deciding what’s for my own good? I’ve had enough of people making decisions on my behalf for my own good. I won’t put up with it again!”
He stands and shackles my wrists. “Let’s start there. What people made decisions for your own good? Your parents?” I flinch. I didn’t have enough time with my parents for them to make decisions for my own good.
He pulls me into his arms and sways me from side to side. “Whatever it is, you can tell me. I promise on my dad’s grave I won’t tell another soul.”
Damn it! He can’t be sweet to me. He’s supposed to be annoying. I can’t resist sweet Elder.
“You need to get this out. Bottling up all this hurt and anger isn’t helping anyone, stubborn girl.”
I sniff. “I’m not stubborn.”
“Of course not.”
He frames my face with his hands as he wipes the tears from my cheeks. “Please, don’t cry. I didn’t mean to make you cry.”
I’m crying? I didn’t realize I was crying. “You didn’t.”
He sits down and pulls me into his lap. “Please tell me. I promise not to push you again after today, but I can’t stand being afraid to hurt you by saying the wrong thing or making the wrong joke.”
“You? Worried about making the wrong joke? I thought you didn’t care if you offended anyone.”
