“No, it isn’t,” Ariel snapped. “You were very clear that you didn’t want to live with him,” she pointed out.
“No, I wasn’t. I might not have phrased my thoughts with enough clarity, but I meant that I wanted to live in town. So you can stop being so delighted,” Becka snapped back at her.
Ariel put her hands on her hips and repeated stubbornly, “No, Becka. You said that...”
“Shut up for a second,” Bryan barked at Ariel, and the fierceness in his voice disconcerted Ariel. The woman couldn't continue speaking.
Bryan took advantage of Ariel's surprise and turned to Becka. “Becka, let’s clear things here. Do you want me to stay with you at your house?”
“Yes, of course. That’s what I want, and you said that I could choose,” Becka replied in a stubborn tone of voice.
“Yes, you can choose. T
