I stride away from Gio toward my car in anger. He refused to answer me. All I want is some honesty and I want it now. Surely, after everything, I am entitled to that, am I not?! Would it really hurt him just to be open with me and speak to me now? Does he not know how this is making me feel?
“Liv!” he rushes after me. “Where are you going? I am taking you home.”
“I will take my car.” I snapped at him, not even wanting him near me right now.
“Like hell you will. I have not driven for f*****g hours to see you for you to be acting like a f*****g cowbag.” He snaps, reaching for my hand, which I instantly swipe away.
A cowbag?! What sort of childish name was that? I gave him a dark scowl, before moving away. All I wanted to know was what he needed to speak to me about. This news. Was tha
