Chapter 190: I Don't Want to See You Either

There's another knock and the door swings opens. "It's me," Drew says letting himself into the room.

"I don't want to see you either."

He sets a plate piled high with pasta and garlic bread on my desk. The smell quickly takes over my room. My stomach rumbles. I finished off the bag of carrots while daydreaming but they weren't enough.

"Where's my ice cream?" I ask not propping my head up to look at the food. If this is his idea of making me give in, he's crazy.

He laughs. "Long day at work. I didn't have time to make it to the store." I scowl at him until he continues. "But I promise I'll bring a pint home tomorrow."

"And what, you decided to eat in front of me as a new form of torture?"

"No. I remember sometimes you're so stubborn you don't realize when you're being ridiculous so I brought you this plate of food."

"I don't want it." I adjust the covers around me and make sure not to look at the plate.

"There goes that stubborn thing I mentioned."