“And some fool around with me and then pretend it never happened.” He halts about five feet from our cars. “I’m not pretending it didn’t happen.” “No? So you’re avoiding me for no reason, then? Just for funsies?” Gritting my teeth, I bulldoze past him. He catches up to me as I reach the Audi. “Summer. Come on. Wait.” “Wait for what?” I snap. “For you to decide that I’m worthy of your time and attention?” His brown eyes widen. “What—” “Isn’t that what it boils down to?” I cut in, bitterness staining my tone. “I’m not someone you want to spend time with.” “That’s not true.”
