She's a girl, I could say.

She's not you, I could say.

But I don't, because no matter how heated it gets between us, those are things I'll never tell him.

I bite the inside of my cheek and count to ten in my head. "She's not who I want," I force out with a fake smile. "Okay? Not that it's any of your business. You don't even like me so stop trying to push me at your ex, unless you're looking to get revenge at her for dumping you."