Hannah sat on the couch with a cup of camomile tea, she didn’t really drink it, but it was comforting to hold it in her hands, feeling the heat against her skin. Finally, she was going to get some answers from Xander.
Luke sat at the other end of the couch; he didn’t say anything just scrolling through his phone. She wondered why he had become so upset about the rejection thing and decided to ask him, she was going to get answers soon anyways, so she might as well begin with asking Luke some more.
“What is a rejection Luke?”
His head jerked up “uhmm…, I would rather not answer that.”
“Why not”
“Well because I don’t want to be killed” he winked at her, as if he could ease up on the words he had just said. But Hannah sensed that there was some sort of truth in it.
She pondered a few minutes.
“Okay, if you can’t tell me what it is, can I ask questions about it. And then you can just nod your head when yes and shake it when I am wrong and then you haven’t told me anything”