Teasing Phoenix
Amy snorts that making Maya laugh, probably because of the China doll.
I slump my back to the chair. “He doesn’t date. He just bangs around. I’m a relationship type, so we don’t match, okay?” I sigh, feeling my heart shrinking.
“Did he even try touching you or kissing you?” Amy won’t ever drop until she gets the answer she wants.
“No,” I answer her flatly. “He is not interested in me. Satisfied?” I just want her to stop because the more we talk, the more she asks questions. That’s the only way for her to shut up.