Brooklynne's POV:
His hand snatched my wrist quickly and pulled me away from him. I looked up at him quickly in shock at his actions. Even though he didn't look angry his expression was no longer soft like it had been. I knew right then that I pushed him too far.
"Brooke, I'm not doing this. You need to leave." He told me in a serious tone, never taking his eyes off of mine.
I went from shock to hurt to embarrassed to anger in seconds. I furrowed my brows and glared up at him. I jerked my hand out of his grasp.
"Sorry," I whispered, hardly audible due to embarrassment and I wasn't sure if he actually heard me.
I looked away and walked towards the door slowly. Hoping that he would say or do something to stop me but he didn't. I reached the door and put my hand on the do
