“It must be because you're so approachable,' I say flatly. 'You know. Like a bed of nails.'
He stares at me, and I don't look away. He isn't a dog but the same rules apply. Looking away is submissive. Looking him in the eye is a challenge. It's my choice.
Heat rushes into my cheeks. What will happen when this tension breaks?
But he just says, 'Careful, Tris.”
“That is death - shifting from "is" to "was.”
“I am fed up. I am fed up with tears and weakness. But there isn't much I can do to stop them.”
“Do they have to be so public? I say.
"She just kissed him." Al frowns at me. When he frowns, his thick eyebrows touch his eyelashes. "It’s not like they’re stripping naked."
"A kiss is not something you do in public."
Al, Will, and Christina all give me the same knowing smile.
What? I say.
Your Abnegation is showing, says Christina. The rest of us are all right with a little affection in public.
Oh. I shrug. Well...I guess I’ll have to get over it, then.
Or you can stay frigid, says Will, his green eyes glinting with mischief. You know. If you want.”