“Is everything okay, Rhode? You’ve barely looked at me all night, and you’re only giving me one-word answers. I’m not mad at your cat if that’s what this is about. My back feels fine now.” “That’s not it.” “Then what’s wrong?” She pauses, twisting her hands in my comforter. “You don’t have to push me away if that’s what this is about… I know you don’t want me like that.” She doesn’t have a clue how much I want her, but I can’t tell Nina that she’s the only thing on my mind, and every time she touches Cruz, I want to tackle the kid. “I’m good.”
