Chapter 99

“Yeah, well, we had started to overstep the mark a little too frequently, as you kept reminding me,” he points out calmly, but there’s a sadness in his voice.

“Is that what we’re calling it nowadays?” I sound pathetic, huffy, and immature, and I hate myself for it.

“What would you rather we call it? Gross misconduct? Sexual advances from your boss?” There’s a slight sneer, but overall, he sounds calm, his face almost expressionless, although his green eyes have darkened stormily.

“Um, no. Drunken antics that got out of hand… twice,” I utter nervously, trying to lighten the mood.

“Three times,” he corrects.

“I’m sure you weren’t drunk in the car,” I add.

“Maybe I should have been.” He shrugs with one shoulder and shifts in his seat.

“Well, that would have been safe, driving the way you were,” I sarcastically retort. I sound more than immature now; I sound aggressive and in no way ready to talk.

Why am I trying to antagonize him? Does he