“Logan Matthews," I put my hand out to shake hers.
She looked down at it, shook her head, laughed once, and then looked back up at me.
"Definitely no."
"What? Why? Give me one good reason," I spat out. I didn't know why it was getting to me, her not wanting me. But I was pissed off and I felt like I needed to win that argument, or whatever the fuck it was that was going on there.
"Because."
"That's not a reason."
"Because I have a boyfriend."
"No you don't." I shook my head and crossed my arms over my chest.
"Because you're an asshole."
"Valid, but not accepted. Next?”