His jaw clenched tightly, his fingers balled into fists by his sides.

“Cancel it.”

A bitter scoff left my lips.

“News flash, Henry. I wasn't asking for your opinion.”

“Then I'm coming with you—”

“Like hell you will! Do you even hear how stupid that sounds?”

“Then cancel it, Rosie.”

“Fuck this, I'm out of here.” I muttered, trying to brush past him.

He blocked me, using his body to keep me locked in place.

“Get out of my way, Henry.”

“No.”

We both glared at each other.

Expressions hard.

Chests heaving.

And neither of us looked ready to give in.

Then—

Henry caved.

His lips came slamming down on...