“Why are you leaving?” I huff. “Why do you care? You looked like you had all the company you needed right inside.” He throws his head back. “Come on. Don't be like that.” “I'm not being like anything, Colby. You go do what you do best. Like you showed me yourself, you've got game.” Running his fingers through his hair, he throws his hands in the air. “I have no idea what you want from me. You rejected me, remember? And now you're jealous because I'm having a conversation with someone?”
