Michael Reese.
“I’m sorry for kissing you so suddenly,” Hayden said, his eyes fixated on the road. “Not going to lie, it annoys me when you act indifferent towards me. I know I deserve hell for what I did, but you keep giving me signals, getting my hopes up, only to crush it with your cold attitude.”
Frowning his way, I snorted as I said. “Signals? I’m giving you signals now?”
He gave me a look, heaving a sigh. “Here you go again. You said you don’t hate me, yet you make it seem like you do. Is it hard for you to admit that you feel something towards me?”
I understood the sentiment behind his fit, but I couldn’t accept getting yelled at, especially from him. With the same tone of voice, I countered. “You can’t blame me. After all, I confessed once, and you rejected me.”
“You never di
