“You said that you and Hardin were finished! You just said that!” His voice comes out louder than mine, but he makes no move to silence himself the way I did. Why would he think this is okay? Why would he kiss me? Instinctively, I cross my arms over my chest, and I realize I’m trying to cover myself up. “That wasn’t an invitation for you to make a move or something! I thought you were here to comfort me as a friend.” He scoffs. “A friend? You know how I feel about you! You’ve always known how I felt about you!”