"I dunno."
Well, this was just great. He wasn't going anywhere, not really. He was just leaving to get away from me. It was the same thing he always did whenever our discussions got too heated.
Well, not this time.
I glared up at him. "You can't leave."
"Yeah? Why not?"
On impulse, I said, "Because I am." And with that, I elbowed my way past him and stalked to the elevator. I smacked the down button and waited, while my heart hammered, for the doors to slide open.
While waiting, I refused to turn around, but I could feel his brooding presence in the space behind me, probably exactly where I'd left him.
Good.
Sort of.
Part of me was glad he was staying, but the other part – the stupid part – was desperately wishing he'd plunge forward and beg me to stay.
Or at least ask me nicely.
He didn't.
And so when the doors slid open, I strode forward into the empty elevator. The emptiness wasn't a surprise. The building had four elevators total, but only one of them serviced the two top floors, which made the arrangement surprisingly private.
A security measure? Probably, not that I'd ever asked about it. And I was in no mood to ask now.
Instead, I turned around and slapped button that would take me down to the lobby. A moment later, the elevator doors began sliding shut, leaving me with only the briefest glimpse of Jake, standing in the same spot as before, watching me with an expression that I couldn’t quite decipher.
But I did know one thing. It definitely wasn't happiness.
