"You've been avoiding me," Luca said as he made his way to one of the armchairs in the couch set. He sat down facing Kit and looked at her expectantly.
"Yeah, I have been avoiding you," Kit admitted with a nervous shrug. "I'm sorry."
Luca waited a moment before speaking again softly. "Do I get to know why you've been avoiding me? I thought we were getting along, or even more than that."
Kit sighed and sat across from Luca while fidgeting with the hem of her cover-up. "You're not actually my boyfriend, I don't think I owe you an explanation outside of my contractual obligations."
Luca leaned forward angrily. "Don't start with that ‘contractual obligations’ crap. We're way past that and you know it. Cut the shit."
Kit's nostrils flared in annoyance. "Don't get demanding with me. No matter what you think we have, I don't owe you anything."
Luca laughed harshly and sunk back into his chair. "Unbelievable. You're worried that I'm the player but this is how you're acting?"