Elliot paused in his steps, frowning at her door. What, so now this was his fault? He'd heard a lot of crazy things, but blaming him for the fact that she had practically tackled him and forced a kiss on him was absolutely ridiculous. Elliot was not an angry person, but he could feel it bubbling beneath the surface. "I don't know what's wrong with you, Josie, but it isn't my fault," he snapped, not bothering to turn and look at her as he disappeared out her front door (which he managed not to slam out of respect for her parents).