Dylan...
I couldn’t believe someone could be this persistent. Shaking my head, I pointed her to the door.
“We aren’t dating, Carla,” I told her. “I have no interest in doing that with you, ever. The sooner you get that, the better.”
Carla laughed it off at first. But as soon as she realized I was serious, her expression changed completely.
“Then why did you tell your mother yes, and waste my time?” she asked, still refusing to budge from her spot.
“I didn’t ask her,” I sighed. “My mother tends to set me up. She didn’t really give me a choice in this.”
Carla walked over to me and stroked my arms. “Maybe I can change your mind,” I figured she was trying to be seductive, but it just came off as desperate.
“I highly doubt that,” I suppressed the urge to roll my eyes. “Now, you can leave
