Greengrass had nothing to say to that. In a way it annoyed him—Greengrass had done such a good job of not talking, especially about all the things he'd been keeping in his heart since before they'd even broken up, and then he'd gone and made that confession, and now he was back to holding his tongue.
"You look at me like you're the one who has a reason to be angry," he observed, letting his lips relax into a frown, "Like I'm the one messing with you."
"You look at me like you're the one who has a reason to be angry," he observed, letting his lips relax into a frown, "Like I'm the one messing with you."
