Stone Circle fragnaam

Inwardly, Murdock bristled. "Well, I missed you, too!" he said, hurt and exasperated. "I don't know what you want me to tell you. I thought things would be the same, too. But you won't come near me, will you? And that's my fault? Is it Poppy's?"

He huffed when she brought up the dog again, wishing he'd left her out of it as well. This had nothing to do with her, in Murdock's opinion, but she couldn't seem to let it go. "And you sleep with your mom. How come I don't get to sleep with someone?" he demanded. God, this was starting to sound weird. "You were my only friend before Poppy, you know that? And I was happy on my own while you played with your siblings and slept with your mother. And Poppy doesn't mind when I'm out all day. She's out all day, too. You're the only one who seems to think I should only have one friend. How fair is that, Steph?"

His anger had passed, now, but he wasn't going to back down while Steph was having a fit like this. He'd done nothing wrong, and he wasn't going to cave in just because his heart ached when she looked at him like that. It wasn't fair or appropriate, in his opinion, for her to be so possessive of him, and he wanted her to see that she was asking unfair things of him.