“After I get whatever’s in that safety deposit box, I still... want to see you.” He inhaled a deep breath and folded his arms over his chest, turning his attention to the corner of the room while I continued. “Don’t act like I’m the only one who feels this way.” “I don’t feel any way,” he said, completely monotone. “Bullshit.” His gaze snapped back to mine, as hard and unreadable as his voice.
