The more he smiled, the more my temper flared. “You look about as threatening as a fly.” My arms dropped to my sides, hands balled tightly as I completely lost it. “Colby Callahan, you are by far the most ridiculous guy I know. I’m just…I’m done.” Hi grin faded. “You’re mad.” I huffed. “You’re mad!” “And that made you mad?” “Are you kidding—” I rubbed my eyes, then pointed at him. “You. You started this. I did nothing tonight. In fact, here I thought we were good. But then you storm off, we come out here, and you smile.” I threw my hands up. “Freaking smile. Are you drunk? Crazy? A little of both? Because you’ve totally lost me.” “I’m sorry. I just—Shit,” he mumbled. “I don’t know what’s wrong with me. I just, well, wish things could go back to the way they were.” His words might as well have been a knife through the heart. “Well, they can’t,” I snapped. “That’s not what I meant.” He reached out but I stepped back.
