“It wouldn’t surprise me to find out that he’s avoiding you because he likes you too, you know,” she points out. “You could go look him up yourself. If you like him, and the sex was nice — it was nice, right?”
“He does? Think so?” He visibly perked up at that despite the faint hint of a blush settling itself on his cheeks at the mention of the sex. “Ehm, yeah. Yeah. It was… Bollocks.”
“Well, look, I don’t know — I’m not — ” Summer clears her throat. “Without talking to Tony, I don’t know for sure that he likes you,” a partial truth at best, but using her gift by rummaging around in people’s lives is not — it’s just not okay, really, “but it wouldn’t surprise me. People do that. They think they’ve gone too far, committed too much, and they pull back. He’s probably afraid of hurting you. But if you want him, if you want this, you need to put that out there. It’ll always hurt worse not knowing.”