She was standing in front of him now. Sam supposed that mean that she was ready to lecture him. It was thing, having Ruby get on his case about the impending apocalypse or when he was trying to take a dip in the pits, but having her confront him about his relationship always did strike an odd nerve with him, particularly because he knew just how it was that she felt about Heather.
He released a huff of a breath and shrugged. "I dunno, Ruby. Maybe I'm just doing it wrong. This whole relationship. She's supposed to be happy. Not this. This isn't right at all."