Elaine
“Max?”
He’d pulled up on the other side of the street opposite my house, his eyes ahead, still refusing to talk to me. I took a deep breath. “Please – “
“Get out of my car, Elaine.”
I furrowed my brows, not believing my ears. “What?”
“I said get the hell out of my car before I lose my s**t with you!” he whipped his blue, furious eyes to me, his nose twitching in anger.
“B-But,” I spluttered, chest aching, “I don’t understand. We just had a beautiful moment.” Had any of it been real? Oh my God, I thought he was only joking when he said the blowjob meant nothing. “Please don’t be mad at me. I’m sorry.”
“You’re sorry?” he exploded. “You canceled our date, saying you’ve got manuscripts and friends to take care of and then I find you in a club with some weirdo? You lied to me! I h
