“Stop all this fucking act, cause it’s really obvious you do. You’re webbed in to her but you won’t just admit it to your damn self.”
“Look Ryan, I’m just worried I gave her a day off and instead of resting, she’s here with a man.”
“First of Alex, that is not a worried face, it’s an angry one. And the girl has the right to have a life outside work. That’s probably her boyfriend.”
“It isn’t her boyfriend. She didn't make it known that she was dating, in Santorini”.
Ryan paused a beat, “what do you mean by that Alex? I only hope you’re not playing with her feelings.”
“I’m not playing with anybody’s feelings here. I already told her I do not like her.”
“But you’re only fucking lying to yourself. I only hope that by the time to come back to your fucking senses, it won't be too late for you. I mean look at her, who wouldn't want her?“
Something about what Ryan said infuriated him even more. Dropping the pizza he held in disgust, he pushed back his seat, standing up.