“I’m smart enough to know you’re not perfect, don’t worry about that,” Spencer said with a little huff of unamused laughter. He’d known it was only a matter of time before Morgan turned this back on him, he’d been expecting it from the start and he was actually impressed with how long he’d managed to go before it was all his fault again. “Well you won’t have to worry about seeing me as your kid brother anymore then, Morgan.”
Spencer shook his head. “You’re wrong. How you feel is how you feel and I never wanted you to feel any way except how you do. It’s me whose feelings have changed. You didn’t want to be with me and I understand that. Well I don’t want to be anything with someone who doesn’t see me as an equal or sees me as a child and you should understand that.” He said quietly, shaking his head.
“And really, you should have listened to me in the first place, that I didn’t want to have this conversation because all that’s happened is that you’ve proven you can’t listen to me,” he said as he grabbed the book he’d been reading off the desk. “But you’ve also taken away any doubt that I had. You don’t respect me enough to hear me, what more do I need to know.” Spencer said as he unlocked the door and stepped out through it, shutting Morgan in the office with the dinner that he never planned on accepting.