The kiss lasted for a second, and she was struggling with all she had to not melt into it. She pushed him gently away, reminding him that he had Ashley.
“She’s just there for the sex. I can’t make you be with an empty wreck like me. I respect you too much to allow that to happen. You being with me is the worst thing you could do, and so just one kiss and you being here like this with me is more than I can ask for. I respect you too much to do anything else,” he uttered.
“That’s the worst thing you could have said,” she stood up, moving toward the fence rapidly. “And so disrespectful! You don’t respect me! You’re toying with me!” she said, sobbing, clumsily climbing over the fence, and falling gracelessly onto the other side.
She straightened up quickly and, without looking back, she ran toward Ashley’s house.
Devon wanted to shout something...