Lily's POV

He closed the door and turned the lock and I stood in the middle of the room with a frown and my arms crossed like I was fine.

I was not completely fine.

What he had whispered in my ear was still sitting in my head playing on a loop.

I hate you Brian. I thought. I hate you so much.

"You were joking," I said. "What you said."

"No," he said.

"You were absolutely joking—"

"Lily." He took a step toward me. "I wasn't joking."

I swallowed. "We've known each other two years. You have never once—"

"I know that too."

"So why—"

"I'm tired of seeing...