She really thinks he means that. Or, at the very least, he thinks he means it, even if she can't see how it would be true. People don't stay friends after they've broken up. There's too much baggage there, too much pain, and she wants to say as much, but she feels like she'd only be twisting the knife at this point.
Steve might not be able to leave Darrow, but he can still hurt her. He can still fuck off.
When he kisses her hand, she realizes she has to make a decision. Either she can believe him when he says this and let this happen, or she needs to step away right now before either of them get in any deeper and one of them gets hurt. It isn't that she expects any promises, she's just scared, but she's pretty sure Otis would tell her being scared is part of the package.
"So what?" she asks, taking a drag off her cigarette and blowing the smoke away into the cold night air. "Are you my boyfriend now?"
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Steve might not be able to leave Darrow, but he can still hurt her. He can still fuck off.
When he kisses her hand, she realizes she has to make a decision. Either she can believe him when he says this and let this happen, or she needs to step away right now before either of them get in any deeper and one of them gets hurt. It isn't that she expects any promises, she's just scared, but she's pretty sure Otis would tell her being scared is part of the package.
"So what?" she asks, taking a drag off her cigarette and blowing the smoke away into the cold night air. "Are you my boyfriend now?"