Calculated Detachment

"Fine," I replied in a low whisper. I shut my eyes tight, putting an immediate end to our exhausting standoff. I had learned the hard way that men were exactly like handfuls of dry sand. Push them too hard, squeeze too tightly, and they only pushed right back, slipping right out of your grasp. The smartest way to get anything out of Declan was to play vulnerable. I just needed to look away, bite m