When she didn’t answer, he glanced back at her and saw that she was looking at him and he felt a bit upset.
Did she have a lover? Someone special that calls her Love or Loveth? How many affairs did she have in the past? These thoughts kept circulating around his head and he grew more upset when she didn’t say anything about it.
“Why? Does that bother you?” she asked.
“So you did have a lover? Boyfriend?” he could taste how bitter that question rolled off his tongue.
“No,” she answered, she turns to look forward, adjusted in her seat, and closed her eyes.
She would have just enjoyed messing with him and said yes but she doesn't want more questions from him and decided to tell the truth
“I was going out with this guy though” she answered.
“The guy from the party?” he asked “he was the one” he answered for himself.
She didn’t answer but kept her eyes closed.
