"Please!" Jake said, irritation creeping into his voice. She was stubborn to an insanely annoying level and while that would serve her well in her profession, it was just pissing Jake off because it was making it hard not to talk about what he'd done.

"I'm not working and I won't be working for three weeks minimum," he told her, glaring. "Maybe longer. Is that what you want to know? That I'm a giant fuck up and I fucked up maybe even more than I thought I could? Stop staring at me."

He felt like he was under a spotlight and he didn't want anyone else to see him like this, know that he'd done this.