He tapped his finger against the armrest of the sofa with an annoyed scowl on his face. Your words were a bait and he knew it. He knew what you were getting at with your "Maybe you should go and date that friend of yours?". And his annoyance still got the best of him, his old, toxic habits he swore to put to rest came through at the worst time possible.

"Well, she wouldn't give me a headache with her insecurities so maybe I should."

As soon as his words came out if his mouth his eyes, now filled with regret, went to meet yours. Sh*t.