Rivals Or Lovers
His voice cracked just slightly.
I leaned back against the railing, hands in my pockets, letting the tension stretch. “Have to be what? You’re staring at me like I just stole the moon. Relax, baby, it’s just a girl.”
“Just a girl?” His voice rose like he was arguing with himself. “She’s… she’s not just a girl. And you..” He threw his hands up, hair falling over his eyes. “You’re impossible!”
I grinned. Yeah, that's Ryan. All storm and no shelter, yet somehow… I wanted to reach in and fix it. Or mess with him more. Probably both.