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“That’d be a good place to start.”
Roxy steps aside, and I take that as an invitation to stride past her into her room, hearing the door snick closed behind me as I struggle to decide whether whatever Roxy and I have between us is even worth the headache of trying to salvage.
“Well?” she asks, throwing her hands on her hips and staring me down.
Right. The apology.
“Sorry about last night.”
It’s a bland, half-assed attempt, but I didn’t come here to grovel. If that’s what she expects me to do, she’s about to be sorely disappointed.
Her responding frown tells me she is.
Roxy flips her straight light brown hair over her shoulders, cocking her head to the side as she studies my face for a moment. “Have you ever noticed how you rarely kiss me?” she asks, and her question is so out of the blue that it takes me by surprise. “And never with your eyes closed.”
My brows draw together in confusion. “So?”
“So now I know why,” she states, as if that somehow explains what the hell she’s getting at. “I always thought that was just your thing, until I saw you withher.”
“What the fuck are you even talking about?” I growl in frustration, taking a step toward her.
“Sloane, Madd, I’m talking about Sloane! Jesus, are you really that dense?”
“I knowwhoyou’re talking about, I just don’t see what she has to do with us.”
“That’s the problem,” Roxy huffs. “I take a lot of your shit, Madd, but I won’t let you embarrass me. And last night-”
“I was just trying to calm her down,” I interject. “Nothing happened.”
She chuckles wryly, shaking her head. “Maybe not last night, but it’s only a matter of time, isn’t it?”
“What the hell are you trying to say, Rox?” I snap. “Just fucking spit it out.”
“I’m saying that I won’t be made a fool of, Madd. If you want her, then-”
“I don’t fucking want her!” I growl, cutting Roxy off again.
“But last night…”
“Didn’t mean shit. I felt like a dick for making her cry, so I calmed her down. End of story.”
She narrows her eyes on me. “But you didn’t feel like a dick when you told me to fuck off?”
“That’s why I’m here!” I groan, scrubbing a hand over my face in exasperation. This girl is giving me a fucking migraine.
Roxy heaves a resigned sigh, moving toward me until she’s pressing her chest against mine, looping her arms around my neck and blinking up at me with those wide blue eyes. “Listen, Madd, I’ve thought about this a lot. And if you want this to work, I need you to be all in from now on. I want this to be arealrelationship, with titles and everything.”
Well this just took a fucking turn.
I reach up to grab ahold of her arms, peeling them from my neck. “You know I don’t do relationships.”
Her expression falls. “Then I’m done wasting my time,” she says, pushing off from my chest, her hands landing on her hips again.
“An ultimatum?” I scoff. “Really, Rox?”
Though if she truly wants to end things, I can’t find it in me to care. There’s something wrong with me; something missing inside or faulty with the way I’m wired. When I say Sloane ripped my heart out when she left, I mean it- it’s like there’s just a black pit of emptiness inside my chest now. There’s nothing left to break, but there’s nothing left to actuallyfeelanything, either.
I should feelsomethingabout Roxy cutting things off, shouldn’t I?
