#Chapter370
I take a deep breath to calm the crazy nerves that explode in my gut and suddenly feel pretty darn afraid that Sophs is going to react badly. She’s already pissed, and she’s volatile when she’s like this, unpredictable. She’s good at blowing like a bomb when cornered and I would say this was pretty much an all-time cornering, on my part.
I walk back to the table and hover beside her as I try to find the words that won’t set sulky into storming again and hesitate. Chewing on my bottom lip as nerves get the better of me and my stomach and all my organs nosedive into my sneakers. She looks innocent and defenseless, but my girl is a hurricane in a teacup when she wants to be, and she knows how to make me suffer.
