Dylan Collins looked at Hallie Morgan, grabbed her, and lowered his voice, gritting his teeth, "What do you mean, 'before you came, you seemed particularly considerate and generous, knowing I wouldn't be used to sleeping on the sofa, so you'd take over, letting me sleep on the bed, and now you've changed your mind?"
"What's up? You didn't tell me before that your girlfriend was coming. Now, the two of you are nesting together, and you want me to listen to your rendezvous from the outside. I'm already miserable. Have some compassion and let me stay comfortable on the big bed inside, won't you?"
"..."
He was speechless.
Almost blurted out that he wouldn't do anything with Ally Berg.
Then he thought, why would he have to explain this to her!
Does he have to explain himself to this little girl every time he does something?
Ally Berg looked at Dylan Collins pulling someone aside for a private conversation, and her brows wrinkled tightly.
Just then, Ben Myers rushed in.
