Page 139 of Rock Me All Night
Miles lowers his voice. "We should have ended this earlier. Now, feelings are getting involved."
"Excuse you?"
"Tom was right. The way you're looking at me—"
"Fuck off." I shift so I'm staring right into his eyes. "Feelings are getting involved? Feelings have been involved. What the hell do you call holding me all night? Or promising I can tell you anything? You insisted on meeting my parents. You promised you cared about me. You stared into my eyes and kissed me like you loved me. What the hell do you call that?"
"I didn't mean to lead you on."
He's still so fucking calm.
"Yes, you did," I say. "You get off on me caring about you."
"Meg."
"Do you love me?"
His lips curl into a frown. "I told you when this started—I don't do relationships."
"No, you just treat me like your girlfriend and act like my boyfriend and expect me to know the fucking difference!" I stare through him the way he stares through me. "It doesn't matter. You don't respect me. You throw away my feelings. You lie right to my face. You're nothing to me."
He folds his arms.
"I'm not putting up with it anymore. Go. Away. Now."
"Is that really what you want?"
No. I want him to apologize. To mean it. I want him to convince me he loves me and respects me.
That isn't going to happen. That means he needs to leave.
My breath is choppy, but I fight it. This is the last thing I need to get out. "Yes."
"Fine." He pulls the door open and steps into the hallway.
And he's gone.
