Of course he was leaving it to her to start the conversation, her eyes narrowing as he mentioned option three--that one that was not an option. Typical. She sat down on one of the overstuffed chairs, smoothing her skirt out and deliberately not looking at him for a moment as she tried to get her own thoughts together.
“What is it that we need to discuss? Seriously?” Oh screw getting her thoughts in order. Screw being calm and collected. Calm and collected is what had gotten her into this mess in the first place. “We kissed.” And seriously, every time that happened to her, even when she tried to simply brush it under the rug because it was the easier way to deal with everything, it didn’t go well. Talking about it had to be better. Maybe?
She crossed her arms, glaring now. “I’m pretty sure that needs to be discussed.”