"West," she hiccuped. "About how you'd react. I just didn't think you'd laugh at me!" she said, accusation and heartbreak in her voice. "Roll your eyes, be annoyed, maybe. but never laugh at me," she said. She opened her eyes slowly, wiping at the tears, the sparkle of the ring on her left hand catching her eye and for a moment she glared at it balefully, fingers flexing like she was giving serious thought of taking it off and flinging it across the room.
She didn't want to take comfort in his touch or his nearness, but old habits were hard to break. "Sorry for what," she asked suspiciously, knowing him too well.