You have to give me kudos for effort, right? To keep trying to charm you even though you keep pushing me away like I’m infectious?
Malcolm sat down hard on his bed and stared at the note with an expression that gave credence to the words he’d just read; as if he did, in fact, believe in the likelihood of Darien’s contagiousness and that, further, it was quite possible the virus could be contracted off the paper Darien had scrawled on. For surely if the man was not ill, he was at least crazy. What other possible explanation could there be for a man like Darien to keep up the pursuit?
Now, do not crumple this up! The sentence was followed with a string of exclamation points as if the punctuation would work as talisman against Malcolm’s reactions. And how odd was it that the act of closing
