“Don’t fall in love with me, Emily.” What the hell? I stare at him. “Why not?” “Because we’re not like that. Get that through your head. Right now.” He gets up in a rush and walks into the bathroom and closes the door. It shuts with a sharp snap. I roll onto my back and stare at the ceiling. I was going to say that I felt like that was the best alarm clock of all time. Love was just an afterthought.
