"Because you are secretive, arrogant, and genuinely unremorseful."
His gaze narrowed. "How do you know I'm unremorseful?"
I rolled my eyes. "Because you're here acting like you're doing me a huge favor just by being seen with me. And I don't know what's in your pocket, but you're creeping me out with it!"
"It doesn't matter what's in my pocket!" He stood and grabbed the blanket, wadding it into a ball. "And you are a serious pain in the ass! I have no idea why I wanted to go out on a second date with you!"
"Me neither," I said.
He gathered everything else up and stomped to his truck. I was going to follow because I wasn't getting ditched again. He didn't bother to open my door this time. Instead he tossed everything into the back, barely waited for me to buckle up, and accelerated out of the park fast enough to be considered dangerous.
We were halfway home before I spoke. "Why do you want me around?"
His jaw tightened.
"You aren't telling me something. You do know all I have to do is open up and -"
The car came to a screeching halt. "Don't you dare," he hissed.
"So you are hiding something." I sighed as the realization finally hit me. "I scared you in the parking lot the other night. You knew I could see things about you. You want to keep me close."
Several minutes later, he pulled into my driveway and sat there in sullen silence, waiting for me to get out. "Goodbye, Lucas."
I slid out of his truck and walked to my front porch. I watched him drive away.
He had no idea I had a very good feeling I knew what he had in his shirt pocket. I'd known the day he'd purchased it from Morgana, considering she'd called me directly afterward.
