Page 216 of Playing Dirty
I said:
“Because if I don’t control things immediately, they stop being simple.”
The second the words left my mouth, I knew that was too much truth.
Rowan’s expression shifted slightly.
Not confusion.
Understanding.
That was worse.
“Nothing about this has been simple,” she said quietly.
I didn’t answer.
Because she was right.
And I was getting tired of pretending otherwise.
ROWAN
For a second neither of us moved.
Again.
That kept happening.
Moments where the entire rooftop seemed to continue around us while we stayed weirdly still inside it.
Mason glanced away first this time.
Toward the crowd.
Toward anywhere except me.
That was new.
“You know what your problem is?” I asked quietly.
“That question never ends well.”
“You think if you acknowledge something, it becomes uncontrollable.”
His eyes shifted back to mine instantly.
Sharp.
Not angry.
Just caught.
“And you think ignoring things makes them disappear,” he replied.
“That’s not true.”
“It kind of is.”
