Untamed (87 page)

When he doesn’t reply I grow fed up. I get up, go to the door, open it.

“You need to go,” I tell him. “If you’re not going to talk to me,
with
me, then go. What the hell has happened to you, anyway?”

His blue eyes pierce me. They shine a little, they’re wet a little. He gets up, comes to me, but then turns and walks out the door, hands running through his hair.

I slam the door shut behind him, fold my arms, and lean against it.

I hear his footsteps disappear down the hallway.

What the hell is going on?

Chapter Thirty Five