"You know Anthony?"
He frowned, pulling away slightly and turning to face me. His expectant eyes watched me- waiting for an answer.
I sighed, my palm became sweaty from his heated gaze.
"We-"
I took a deep breath, Harrison remained silent. There was something in his eyes as though praying it wasn't what he was thinking.
I didn't know how to explain it to him. More so I wondered if Anthony wanted him to know but it's also mine to tell so I could tell whoever I wanted.
What were we? I couldn't tell Harrison exactly who I was to Anthony. He has a level of respect for me that I didn't want to be broken. How Harrison sees me really matters to me.
He remained patient, almost like he didn't want me revealing anything to him either.
"-We dated."
I told a little white lie but it wasn't far from the truth either. Everyone knew me to be his woman so that was a reasonable explanation.