"Is this some kind of joke?" I snapped at him. "I didn't think you were this cruel, Cutter."
He gave me a devastated look that I didn't really understand.
"That's not what I'm doing," he said, his voice still soft. "I would never ask a girl out as a joke. I would never do that to you, Kitten. I just want another chance."
"To do what exactly?" I asked, my anger rising. "Humiliate me again? Have se.x with me again? I mean, honestly, Cutter, what is it that you want from me?"
"I just wanna apologize," he mumbled. "I wanna make it right. I want you to stop looking at me like you hate me. It's killing me, Wildcat. More than I want to admit. And I... I miss you."
"You miss me," I repeated.
Not that it was a question, but Cutter nodded anyway.
"I don't understand you," I blurted, but I me
