I felt a cold hand on my shoulder and shook it off. "Touch me again and you're dead, Cullen." I snarled. Calen sighed and I could almost hear him rolling his eyes. He walked over to the window sill and sat down on the ledge with a thump.
"I don't get you." He said suddenly. "Why are you being like this?"
"Mabye it's because last time I came to visit, you ignored me for my entire stay, bar the ending, where you yelled at me."
Calen sighed again. "I was still sore-"
"From something that was entierly your fault? And you blamed me? You actually have the NERVE to blame me?" I laughed sarcastically. I got up off the couch and made for the door, but was then stopped by a cold hand on my wrist. "Can't we just-"
"Forget about it."
"No." Calen spun me around to face him, his eyes a soft gold. Having him in such close proximity was bad for my health. We were close. Very close. Both our bodies leaned towards the other's, desparate.
