Page 39 of Eat Your Heart Out


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Tell my eyes that, my heart when it felt like slamming through my rib cage. It was rare I could just look at Fawn. Normally, she caught wind and was snarling at me.

I laughed to myself, laughed because I loved that fucking shit. I was so toxic I enjoyed that I drove a girl completely insane.

I loved…

Bru, of course, had his focus on me, and I think, at that point, I hadn’t given a shit. He’d accused me of some stuff last night, and though he wasn’t far off, I just didn’t care anymore.

He can’t take this.

This moment he couldn’t have, but it turned out to be short-lived when Fawn finally did glance up. We clashed gazes right away, and I stepped forward. Like I was pulled or something.

Hey, Red.

It was like we were in our own silent conversation, and one I desperately wanted with her. I thought when I did finally get to talk with her, I’d threaten her, but those weren’t the thoughts floating around in my head.

A hand formed around my arm about the same time, Fawn’s expression twitched. Wincing, she shifted her attention to her camera and was doing God knows what with it. She was pressing buttons, but I was sure only to distract herself.

“We went out this morning. I was helping Fawn find local wildlife, so she could take pictures and help her stay loose.”

Right. We weren’t alone, Red and me. I slid my gaze to my brother. “Oh, yeah?”

“Yeah.” Bru’s tone and expression had been accusatory last night. In fact, he’d come so hard at me I was sure he’d blow my shit out of the water the next time I saw him. He was so close with what he’d said last night.

Spot on.

He and Dorian hadn’t compared notes, and though that was obvious, I figured it’d only be a matter of time. I swallowed. “That’s cool.”

It wasn’t cool, them hanging out, and I didn’t know what to feel about it.

My phone buzzed, another text, and it was like it tugged me back into reality. Everyone in my life was mad at me, so only one person would be texting me.

Ignoring it, I picked up my ruined coffee. “Got to get this to Mom,” I said, a lie, clearly. This shit would be going into the garbage the moment I got outside.

“All right. Cool.” It wasn’t cool, and my brother’s words were a lie too.

He watched me leave the shop, but he wasn’t the only one. I knew what it was like to have eyes on you. I knew because I was normally the one doing the watching. I’d done my fair share of stalking this past semester.

And it didn’t stop just because my fake girlfriend and I had broken up.

CHAPTER THIRTEEN

Fawn

“Did something happen between you and Wolf?”

I stilled, my hands gripping my camera. Bru eased into the line of my sight after what he said, his hands together.

Dammit.

My heart was still racing after seeing Wolf, and I hadn’t yet recovered from it. He’d been half dressed, sweaty. I mean, he was covered up, but he’d cut the sleeves off his hoodie. He must have been more focused on his runs lately because his body had transformed into that of a runner. Less bulky, and more toned. This was something I’d noticed before, the guy still ridiculously huge and his presence the same. He had his hair up and sweat glistened along his brow. It glistened everywhere, his arms, legs.

I got all that in the two seconds we’d made eye contact before I’d severed it. I mean, I’d taken a full inventory of the guy down to his Nikes.

And I still hadn’t answered Bru.

I didn’t know how to. I didn’t know what to say. Had something happened between Wolf and me?

And had it even counted?

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