“Sweetheart, come on. I don’t know what you were playing at, kissing Callahan, but he told me he’s not interested in you, so there’s no problem. We can go back to the way things were.” He told Darryl he’s not interested? That stings more than it should. “You talked about me?” He drags me even closer. “Sure we did. I had to know if I needed to fight him for making a move on my girl, after all.” He slides his hand up, circling my wrist, and does the same with my other arm too. I freeze.