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“Is that why you were going through my shit? Trying to find something to blackmail me with? Or are you one of the stalkery ones who thinks they’re in love with me?”
My jaw fell open.
Becausewhat?! “No, what? What type of mental gymnastics do you have to—”
“Don’t fucking lie to me, Sanchez.”
Okay, so we were done with the “Miss” thing then, I guess.
“Dude, I was looking for a charger. I swear I’m not… in love with you.”
Holy shit. I couldn’t believe I even had to say that out loud.
Was he, like,okay?
I took a step back, trying to put a little distance between us, but he followed me.
“What the fuck is it then?” he snapped, matching every step I took until my back hit the wall. Then he was just towering over me, all heated rage and taut muscles.
Maybe Alba hadn’t been exaggerating when she said he was going to kill me and make her bury my idiot body, because he was glaring at me like he wanted nothing more than to strangle me right then and there.
“Okay, listen,” I said, trying to keep my voice as calm as possible as my shiny palms came up in a surrendering gesture. “I swear that none of this was done in an attempt to… get you to notice me or whatever. Halloween was just a misunderstanding, I think.”
At this point, I was pretty sure he hadn’t been the one to smack my ass that night.
His voice was a lot deeper, he smelled a hell of a lot better, and he looked… broader than the other dude. I know I only saw the guy’s back and everything, but I definitely didn’t remember his shoulders being so wide.
Adrien’s frame was almost as intimidating as his eyes.
“The picture you have on your phone is from a security camera, right?” I asked. “So I’m assuming you saw where I was before I came into the lobby. You saw what happened.”
A muscle in his cheek jolted, but he didn’t say anything. I went ahead and took that as a “yes.”
“Was it you?” I asked. “Because I thought it was, and—”
“No.” The word sniped out of his mouth, short and firm.
“Okay, well, he was dressed exactly like you… from what I remember. He had dark hair and everything, and I only saw him from the back. So… if it wasn’t you, then it was just a misunderstanding.”
Adrien remained silent like he was waiting for something else. An apology, maybe.
“And I really was looking for a charger,” I said instead, fishing my phone out of my back pocket. “It’s dead. See? I’m not lying.”
“And what? You couldn’t go five fucking minutes without your phone?”
Two hours. You made me wait for two hours, not five minutes, you goon!
But I bit my tongue because he had crazy-eyes and I’d promised Olive I’d take her to Six Flags if she got an A on her math test next month. So, at the very least, I had to stay alive for that.
“Anything else?” he pushed. “Any other bullshit excuses you want to get out of your system or are you all out of ideas?”
I blinked to keep my eyes from rolling to the back of my head. “No other excuses,” I assured him. “Just those two.”
Then I braced myself. Because this was the part where he was going to tell me that he was pressing charges. And that his lawyers were waiting just outside the door, wanting to talk to me.
This was the part where Adrien Cloutier was going to specify exactly how he planned to ruin my life. And then he’d demand an apology before serving me the papers.
“You’re fired. Get out.”
