She smiled thinly. “Does it bother you?”
He clamped his lips tightly. He turned his head so he wouldn’t see her.
Her voice was a light jab, flicking at him. “It excites you, don’t it? You don’t want it to excite you.”
“Listen, Bella—”
“Yes?”
But he couldn’t take it from there. He swallowed hard.
She said, “Well, go on. I’m listening.”
He told himself he’d have to say it sooner or later. He might as well say it now and get it over with. For a moment his eyes were closed and he was trying to find the words. And then, gazing straight ahead and seeing the wall on the other side of the room, he said, “It’s all finished. We gotta call it quits.”
He waited for her to say something.
Long moments passed. There was no sound in the room.