Rolling her eyes, she said, "Wrong."
"If you had someone else," he went on as if she hadn't spoken, "then you wouldn't want that, but at this point it's me or no one. I'm not going to fill that position, sorry."
"Are you done yet, Dr. Phil?" she asked, unable to hide her annoyance.
"Just admit that I'm right and I'll shut up," he said easily.
"Nope," she said stubbornly. "I'm not going to lie to you, even if that is the only way to shut you up."
"You're so stubborn," he said, rolling his eyes.
"And you're so wrong."
Shrugging, he said, "Fine, then give me one good reason—”
"I feel safe in your arms," she blurted half accusingly. "There, does that make you happy? Is that what you wanted to hear? No, probably not, but you wouldn't stop being wrong."
He was no longer smirking, and the car was as silent as a tomb.
Immediately she regretted her impulsive blurt.
"It's not a big deal, it doesn’t mean anything," she said, trying to play it off. "I don't know why, some sort of… glitch in my hardwiring or something. Just… forget about it."
The rest of the ride back to the apartment was silent, and to Julie it felt quite awkward. She contemplated interrupting the silence a few times, but she couldn't
think of anything interesting to say and every time she tried her mouth wouldn't cooperate, so they ended up sitting in silence.
When they entered the building Julie's favorite doorman was there, a smile on his face and a little twinkle in his eyes as he said, "Evenin', Miss Kingsley. Mr. Turner," he said with a nod.
Aaron nodded back, but he didn't seem to really notice the doorman, so Julie felt the need to make a little pleasant conversation.
"How are you tonight?" she asked, smiling at him.
"Can't complain, thank you for askin'. You need to go to the front desk before you go upstairs though, Miss Kingsley."
"I do?" Julie asked, frowning.
"Are you coming?" Aaron called, halfway to the elevator.
"I have to go to the front desk?" she told him, although it came out more like a question.
Frowning in confusion, Aaron turned back and walked up to the front desk where she walked to meet him.
"Why?" he asked.
"I don't know," she said.
"Did a package come for my apartment?" Aaron asked the lady at the desk.
The woman smiled at him and she said, "No, we got a delivery for… Miss Julie Kingsley."
"Yes, she lives with me," he said impatiently.
The woman registered a confused look for a split second, then she shrugged and said, "Oh, well…"
Then the woman reached below the desk and pulled up a beautiful bouquet of red roses, and Julie felt her stomach twist into knots.
The woman grinned as she informed Julie, "These came for you."