Keeley was still sulking when Aaron came home, refusing to return his kiss.
"What's wrong with you?" he asked with a frown.
"Ask your fan club," she sniffed. "I can't even go downstairs to get eggs without people thinking they have the right to ask me personal questions. It's all your fault."
He sighed and leaned against the kitchen counter. "I thought this might happen. They'll lose interest eventually."
"Not soon enough! It's already been a week! How much longer do I have to wait before I can go outside normally?!"
"What can I do to make you feel better?"
Her anger fizzled slightly. Why did he always have to be nice to her when she was mad at him? It made it difficult to maintain her anger.
"Find whoever leaked my information so I can kick them in the shin," Keeley mumbled with downcast eyes.
