#Chapter 80-Truth or Accusations

Derek’s eyes change suddenly. He drops his grip from both my wrist and chin and takes a large step back. “Sorry, that was…sorry.” But now that I’ve given myself a piece of pleasure, I’m not about to let him get off that easily. Pun not intended. “You’re such a coward.” My neighbor’s brows furrow. “What?” I don’t know where all this anger has been, but I don’t waste any time in answering his questions. “You’re a coward. You spent all these months being there for me, taking care of me when no one else could, growing closer to me than my best friends, and confusing me for so long I don’t even know how to explain it!” “What does any of that have to do with being a coward?” He demands to know. “I don’t want to dance around whatever this is anymore!” I shoot back. I roll my eyes and huff, so tired of all of this. “I know you’ve had feelings for me, Derek. And those feelings started long before our first kiss at the pool. I wasn’t ready, I couldn’t be anything more than