Chapter 81 Gone (Ii)

• My eyes snap open. We stare at each other. Was that his plan? To steal kisses from me and leave? No fucking way.
• “Sorry for what?” Calum moistens his lips and I feel his regrets. He is sorry for kissing me. For touching me. Is this how it will always be with us? I launch an attack on him, raining punches on his chest, his shoulders. “I hope you had fun at your dumb club.”
• “Cathy.” He darts a look at the door in warning but I don’t care. I’m tired of him. “Cathy, stop.”