DUNCAN
"Duncan, I love you. You know that. Why won't you say it back?" With my eyes closed from boredom, I heard Melissa say, idly swirling my hair around her fingers.
"We're over. Get off me, or I might have to throw you," I muttered. If it were another woman, I wouldn't hesitate, but I was considerate of Melissa due to our family relationship with Mercer.
"It's me. I'm yours. You're mine." She brought her hands to each side of my ribs, but I felt nothing but frustration.
"Melissa, I'm getting irritated," I grumbled.
"What's the worst that can happen? Will you act like I don't exist? I used to be your everything not very long ago," she retorted. My eyes snapped open, glaring at her.
"You don't want to steer this conversation, I guarantee you. Maybe you should think carefully about
