“I think she’s cool,” he says. “I’m not saying she isn’t.” “But?” “But she’s going to hurt you. It’s just a matter of when.” Anger rolls through me. “Noted.” He scoots up the bed until he’s sitting next to me. “Just make sure you’re thinking this through.” “Did you come in here just to insult my girlfriend?” I say shortly. I’m officially done with this conversation.
