“You’re not gonna touch or kiss me for a week are you?” I said, letting him know I knew what he was doing.
He turned to look at me poignantly.
“We’ll see about that,” I countered.
“You need time to heal-”
“Oh no. I’m going this way and not listening.” I pointed toward the commons room. “In my book, you just issued me a challenge, buster. And I accept.”