A Boobs And Legs Man

‘Since you seem so into science,’ I continued, ‘here’s another fun fact for you—no two snowflakes are identical. I am Amiyah Finnegan. I am one of a kind. I don’t like it when you take me for someone else. If you redirect your feelings about your ex onto me, that’s called transference, and that’s not nice. I would like you to stop.’ He said nothing. ‘Either like me for me, or stay away from me.’ I picked up the mug. ‘Oh, and don’t expect to have your feelings reciprocated even if you do like me.’ I finished saying my piece and returned to my coffee. Kieran just looked at me for a long, long time. Then he pushed back his chair and stood up. ‘I have a plane to catch. Business trip.’ I said nothing. We weren’t a couple; he didn’t need to share his itinerary with me. ‘I’ll be away for a couple of days. Take good care of yourself.’ He stroked my cheek, planted a kiss on my forehead and, before I could react, turned around and left. I remained seated. I took my time with breakfast. After I w