“That wasn’t meant to be taken as an insult or a slight,” Malcolm said, returning to sit beside her on the couch. “I’m usually better at communicating thoughts and feelings.”
“So what exactly were you trying to say? Because I’ll tell you now, you exhibiting all the red flags that would make me want to run in the opposite direction.”
Malcolm was about to explain himself but found himself pausing to take in her appearance. As he looked past the prettily made-up face, he noticed the fact that she was obviously exhausted and dead on her feet. Despite her obvious spunk and desire to challenge him, she could barely keep her eyes open and looked like she was going to pass out at any second.
He knew well why she hadn’t shown up for brunch with him earlier in the day as he’d instructed. She’d go
