Dermot's pov
I don't know why I was so mad but I just am, after hearing him say it, I already understood but something he said made me rethink my coming to dinner.
He thought I wouldn't care about this? What is he? Dumb?
Telling me to meet his best friend, his only family. Is he crazy?
What kind of woman wouldn't wonder if this was all a setup, I wasn't mad at him in the car, I was just allowing him to explain things to me like he was supposed to and instead he is snapping at me?
I was furious at the way he spoke to me today, how dare he?
I took a cab home, I wanted to shower and get into bed as soon as possible. The cab dropped me at home and I unlocked the door, I moved to drop my purse on top of the table, I panicked when I didn't find it before I remembered that I didn't take any out. I relaxed a bit, I was at the bottom of the steps when the door opened.
