He's got to be joking me. We have a potential legal crisis here, and he wants to do that. Right now? No, I have to push him away. Not to mention I'm with Edmund. Edmund! Oh god, I almost forgot about the man I'm dating. And I'm here, letting my ex hold me like this?
Trying to loosen my hand from his grip, he doesn't let go, instead holding me tighter.
"You are being ridiculous," I chide.
Those whiskey eyes blaze up at me. "Actually, you are."
"Come again?"
"You are worrying about something you can't control. Why?"
I inhale quietly. "I know, you're right"
"Besides, what if this was meant to be?"
My heart patters with warmth at his abrupt comment. Is he trying to say No, he's just kidding around, being the cad he always is. He doesn't believe in fate; he doesn't believe in soul mates.
I scoff, rolling my eyes. "Uh-uh, yeah sure, I doubt that"