"I don't know what you're talking about," Stiles said but his breath catched and for every step Derek took forward Stiles took a step back. He stepped right into the wall. He stood there in nothing but white panties as he tried to forget what it had felt like to have Derek pressed up against him. He knew he had liked it but he would never admit that. Not to Derek or himself.
"I remember wanting to barf when you got closer," Stiles said completely lying as he looked at Derek. "And you need to stay away from me, Derek. You can't force yourself on me."