"Miss Smith, please respect yourself." Max said and moved his hands back to stop her from reaching out to the box.
They were now standing in front of each other, both angry. Looking up at him, Emma spoke up.
If the dude could just stop being stubborn, she could leave this world quickly but he had to reject her kindness.
"I brought food for you and you still went to buy some."
Max couldn't believe his ears.
"Miss Smith, any problem with that? Did I ask for your help? Are we in any relationship where you could just cook and expect me to eat it?" He asked and moved back to maintain a decent space between them.
"But I⦠." Emma stammered, realizing that he was right, but she thought he would be a gentleman and not turn it down.
She was sure that he would like the food.
"Miss Smith, I appreciate your kindness but I'm not Interested. You're making me uncomfortable. I don't want to disrespect you but you're going too far.
