“Excuse me? Calder it’s a crush not a summer romance, I’m pretty sure friends will satisfy me” she was lying of course “nothing. Nothing will change my mind.” She avoided his eyes, if she looked at him now she’d start to cry and she didn’t want that.
Calder clenched his fists, but when he spoke, his voice was sad, not angry. "Y'know, I'm disappointed that you aren't giving me a chance. And that you're not giving yourself a chance. At happiness. Because you deserve it. You know that?"
“Give you a chance to do what?” She turned to look him dead in the eye, “I gave myself plenty of chances but I’m always going to be that damsel in distress.” She frowned “I’m going to go help Alina downstairs, as far as she’s concerned this never happened” she whispered looking at him urgently
"For goodness' sakes!" Calder exploded.
She stared at him, she had never seen Calder explode before, “what?!” She spun around anger flickering in her blue eyes
Calder calmed himself. "Neither of us are in any mood to talk right now," he admitted, standing. He then walked up to her and took both her hands. His was big enough that he only needed one to fit hers in.
She nodded her head slowly “and if I do want to talk?” She asked “then I tell Alina to contact you?”
"That could be awkward," he realised. "I'll give you a phone number."
“Okay”’she agreed pulling out her tiny phone “what are the numbers?”
(I really haven't a clue.)
