“Are you teasing me?” Anger and arousal swirl through me, and I’m contemplating throwing myself through the plastic partition. “Teasing you? Teasing would be someone saying they’d remove their mask if I begged and then not doing it.” She’s definitely teasing. “Yeah, that does sound like teasing, whoever did that must be an asshole.” I decide to walk slowly around the counter instead of destroying the plastic that separates us. “How could you ever forgive someone like that?” I ask mockingly.
