-Summer-
I stared at Ash for a while, not sure what to make of it all. The way he talked to me back in that fancy building was just awful, but I was starting to see his perspective as well.
“You said I was coming onto him. I wasn’t,” I defended.
Ash still looked around, and I knew he didn’t believe me.
“I know you don’t trust me, but I am speaking the truth. And if you didn’t want me to use the handkerchief, you could just have said so.”
“I don’t want you to use the handkerchief,” he said, looking at me again.
“I won’t then,” I declared.
“You wouldn’t mind if I burned it.”
“Go ahead.”
Ash looked at me with surprise, but I swiftly grabbed my purse, shifting it to the front of my body, and began rummaging through its contents. I had noticed that Sienna always carried lighters and a
