“Oh, I think it’s very necessary.” “It’s over. Just leave me alone.” His eyes are smoldering. “Naomi, if you say one more time that we’re over, I’m going to lose my mind. I’ve been going crazy all day, not knowing where you went. You didn’t answer your phone, and when you drove away your driving was jerky and all over the place. Do you have any idea what that did to me? I was on the verge of calling up hospitals when I saw the credit card charge.” It’s ridiculous that I feel guilty for worrying him. “I want you to go away. Please.” “Because of this?” He taps the blue box, and I flinch.
