“Could you maybe make that sound more analytical? I don’t think my therapist heard you.” She retorted. Safe to say? What was safe with this conversation? “I bet he or she would say you’re deflecting with humor.” She narrowed her eyes. Was he playing with her?
“Look, I'm in no mood to talk about that right now," he said.
“I—” She stared at him. What was happening here? What had happened to the affable, playful, fun-to-be-around David? What had happened to the guy who made love to her so passionately last night? Was he picking a fight to deflect from what he was feeling? “Why does it seem as if we’re having two separate conversations?” she asked.
“Probably because we are. Okay…” He was speaking in very calm, determined syllables. “We need to look at this situation realistically. We are two very different people who come from two very different worlds. That can add a spark or ten to an intense situation.”
