Addy frowned at Iestyn, and she pulled him into the kitchen. "He's being a little shit," she hissed, only for him. "I'm so sick of men treating me like I don't matter. I thought he was different. Safe. And he is out there, sitting on the freezing ground, because he refuses to apologise for being rude. I just-" Addy threw her hands up in the air. "Are gay guys like this?"