Jeffrey arrived at the office a couple of minutes later than I have.
"Good morning, kitten." he says as he leans in for a kiss.
I moved my face away and gently pushed him away from me. He furrows his eyebrows and squats down in front of me.
"Kitten, why are you upset with me?" he softly asks.
"Are you seriously asking that after the stunt you pulled at the mall and the hospital, Jeffrey?" I spat at him.
"Kitten, I-" he starts to say.
"If you don't even know what you did, I can't believe you would be that dense and insensitive!" I glared at him.
He looked at me with that expression like he was really clueless and frustrated. What? Is he going to start throwing things and punching things again like he did at the hospital? I looked at him like I was challenging him to try anything.
