"Mia!" I shook my head. "You need to speak to me," he whimpered. His head was buried in my lap and hands engulfed mine. "I love you... please," he said.
I gasped, closing my eyes in surprise.
No, I won't think about it.
"Can't you see that I am telling the truth? I am not him," he pleaded. My eyes blurred and I felt wetness travel down my eyes. "Please..."
Jacob had asked me to marry him. I had refused to be involved with him. He had taken advantage of Daisy's absence to enter her apartment. He had known that I would never shut the door on his face; he was too close a friend for me to treat him like that.
