“Maybe,” she said nonchalantly. “Anyway, I won’t go to her house tonight.”
“Oh, you won’t?”
“I won’t.”
Was it just her, or did Felix seem amused with her?
“Well, then, what will you do?”
“I think I need to find a place to stay. Any ideas?”
“Do you have a tent?”
“Yes.”
“I’d suggest a tent.”
“What about you?” Tabitha wanted to know.
“What about me?”
“Don’t you have a place to stay?”
His eyes flashed again. This time, the color was different. What the hell was going on? She tried to remember her training when it came to understanding different species, but she couldn’t remember anything that had eyes like that.
“No.”
“You’re lying,” she pointed out.
“I don’t have a place where you can stay.”
“So, you have a place, but you don’t want company?”
Perfect.
Just perfect.
Even on a deserted island, she couldn’t get a guy to invite her over. What the hell was wrong with her? Was she so unlikable? Tabitha knew she could come across as a bitch. Maybe she even was a bitch sometimes. That was a fair assessment. Most people were, at least from time to time, but Felix didn’t know that.
He didn’t know anything about her.
He just didn’t want to help her.
“You know what? Fine. I don’t need your help. Fuck off.”
Tabitha waved him away, gesturing for him to leave, and she turned back to the boat. A tent. She definitely had one. Where it was in her pile of crap was another story, but she had one. She turned back around to see that he hadn’t actually left at all.
“What are you doing?” Tabitha yelled.
“What do you mean?”
“I sent you away. Why are you still standing there?”
“I don’t answer to you,” he said firmly.
Okay, so that’s how it was going to be.
Suddenly, there was a crack of thunder, and rain instantly started pouring.