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burst out
laughing at her words and shook my head. She really was a Loony Tunes
character.
    “I think you’ve
had too much time on your hands this summer.”
    “Have you ever
seen The Notebook or Love Actually ?”
    “Nope.”
    “Well, have you
ever seen any romance movies?”
    “Nope.”
    “Well, when people
are meant to be together, they just know.”
    “Maddie, I have no
interest in getting married, and if I did, it would not be to you.” I let the
words linger in the air and felt her flinch at my words.
    “I hope you don’t
think—”
    “Look, Maddie,” I
cut her off and pulled over at the end of her street. “This isn’t a romance
movie or book or whatever. There is no happily ever after for us. I don’t know
what game you’re playing. I’m sorry I slept with you. That wasn’t fair to you.
But listen to me carefully: we are nothing. I don’t know you, and I don’t care
about you.”
    My eyes blazed
into hers and I could see tears welling in them. I broke away from her gaze and
looked at the tree-lined street of mansions. I stared at her house, with the
colonial columns and the porch swing, and my blood boiled. There was no reason
for me to feel sorry for Maddie; she had everything she could ever want. She
was just some silly college girl, caught up in some fantasy of getting with a
bad boy. I knew her type.
    “That’s how you
feel?” Her voice was strong, and I was surprised that she wasn’t crying
already. I guess she inherited her backbone from her piece-of-scum father.
    “Yes.” I looked
back at her and stared at her slightly trembling lips. They looked so pink and
luscious, and I could almost feel them on mine; soft, moist, and sweet. I
wanted to pull her towards me and hold her tight. I wanted to kiss her again. Shit,
I wanted to take her in the backseat of the car. All I would have to do is
throw the baby seat out.
    “Well, I guess
that’s it, then.” She opened the door. “It was nice to meet you.”
    “I wish I could
say the same.” I turned away from her harshly. Let her hate me. I needed her to
hate me. I couldn’t afford for the lines to be blurred. I was already feeling
shitty, and I just needed to get away from her.
    “I stole the cop
car because I wanted to meet you,” she whispered before she slammed the door.
    “Wait, what?” I
sat there in shock. “What the fuck is she talking about?” I cursed at myself as
I opened the car door and jumped out. “What do you mean?” I called after her as
I hurried to keep up with her. She was walking fast and I ran to stop her.
    “Wait.” I grabbed
her arm and stopped her. “What do you mean you stole a cop car to meet me?”
    She turned around
slowly and my heart froze as I saw the tears streaming down her face. She
looked up at me, and her cheeks were blotchy. I pulled her towards me subconsciously
and held her in my arms. She rested her head on my shoulder and I stroked her
hair and buried my face in her black locks. I felt her body pressed mine, and I
ignored the stirrings of lust that grew in me.
    “Why do you hate
me?” She looked up at me with wide eyes, her irises cloudy and unsure. “I don’t
get why you’re trying to hurt me.”
    “I don’t even know
you, Maddie. We just met. I’m not trying to hurt you.”
    “You’re not a
cruel guy.” She shook her head. “You changed after we had sex.” She sighed. “I
guess it’s my fault.”
    “I didn’t change
because we had sex.” I shook my head and rubbed her lower back, pulling her
closer to me. “We’re two people who shouldn’t have …”
    “ Shhh .” Her eyebrows crept together. “I don’t want to hear
anything about being from opposite sides of the track or whatever. We’re both
adults here. Yeah, I know you’re a criminal, a petty criminal. But I also know
you’re a smart guy. I know what you do to help others.”
    “I don’t know what
you’re talking about.” I looked away from her. How did she know so much about
me? I thought I had