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He blinks hard as if he is thinking up some brilliant excuse. “Have you gotten your homework done for first period?”
“At this point, I think that’s a lost cause.”
I know it’s a lost cause.
“Is that all?” My fingers grab a hold of the brass doorknob, pulling it closer to me.
“No.” He pushes his glasses closer to his face. “Yes.”
“Which is it?”
“That’s all.
“You’re lying.”
“You wouldn’t be able to tell if I’m lying.” He takes a step away.
“No,” I step closer to him. “Whatever it is you have to say, say it now.”
“Eh, it doesn’t seem like you really want to hear it.”
“I didn’t, but you’ve piqued my interest.” I lift my chin defiantly.
He pivots on his toes walking at a brisk pace back to his room. In those jeans his ass is the perfect shape. Ugh, I want to follow him. So I do. Apparently, I’ve lost all self control.
Leaving the door to my room ajar, I trot after him. “Come on, you clearly want to tell me.”
“The problem,” he wags his finger over his shoulder at me, “is that you don’t want to listen. So I’ll try again another day.”
“What better day than today?” I dart between him and the door frame standing directly in his path. I flash him a toothy grin.
His face turns red, his hands rolling into fists.
“How can you be so easy going about all of this, Dee?”
“Don’t sound so desperate.”
Landon brings his face so close to mine his hair tickles at my forehead. “Don’t sound so impassive. Don’t go back to that nothing of a girl that showed up after three whole days of being only god knows where.”
“I was in the basement,” I whisper.
“Oh god. You were so close.” His fingers drift up to his cheek. A low growl vibrates from his chest. Roughly he shoulders passed me. “You were so fucking close. And I… I was so fucking clueless.”
The tips of his ears are bright red now. He rips his glasses off his face setting them against his desk. I can feel the heat radiating off of him even from this distance.
Glass shatters. My brain not keeping up with the ferocious movement of his arm tossing his bedside lamp across the room.
“Fuck,” he yells again.
He is always the logical one, why is he being like this?
“Why are you raging out over this?” The words escape me sounding bitter and cold.
“I’m raging because I’m mad, Dee. I’m pissed off.” His dark green eyes looking down at the mess he made. “I’m pissed off and I’m sorry.”
“You’re sorry?” I sputter.
With a large step he stands inches away from me. “I’m sorry for all the shit happening right now. I’m sorry for all the shit we did to you. I’m sorry I didn’t look for you. Oh, Jesus. I miss us.”
