Theo glared at him fiercely and quickly dragged me out of Matthew's room.
He walked too fast for me to keep up, so I frowned and said, "Slow down. I can't keep up with you."
Not only did Theo ignore me but he quickened his steps.
"Where are you taking me?" I asked helplessly.
Theo replied in a cold voice, "Your room."
I was speechless and rolled my eyes. "Well, you've walked past it."
Theo stopped in his tracks and turned around to look a t me angrily. "Wanda, do you like Matthew?"
"I guess that’s a yes." Theo took a deep breath." Otherwise, why didn't you panic when I caught the two of you cuddling on the same bed?"
"It’d be more of a problem if I had panicked." I looked a t him helplessly. "Doesn't me not panicking prove that there’s nothing going on between us?"
"Stop trying to weasel your way out of this!" Theo was not listening to me at all. "How can you say that
there’s nothing going on between the two of you when
you guys were in bed together?"
Like the saying not to wash your dirty laundry in public, I did not feel like standing in the hallway to argue with him, so I pulled him into my room.
The moment the door closed, Theo pressed me against it. I was very uncomfortable and squirmed. "How are w e supposed to talk if you do this?"
"I don't see why not." Theo's voice was cold.
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