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“They’d take my life for a chicken and stuffing roll?”
“They’d take your life for just thinking about it, lad.”
“So, you never took something from the fridge at BCS that wasn’t yours?”
“Fridge?” Joey snorted. “We were lucky to have lunch boxes, never mind fridges.”
“Jesus.”
“Guess who has an admirer,” Lizzie offered then, causing all heads to turn in her direction.
“Who?” everyone chorused in unison.
“Claire.”
“Wow, Liz, thanks.” I groaned, feeling everyone’s eyes land on my face. “This is all according to Lizzie,” I was quick to explain, feeling my cheeks flood with heat.
“And no, before any smart-ass says it, it’s not Thor,” she continued, enjoying this way more than necessary. “It’s Jamie.”
“Jamie?” Hugh was quick to ask, brotherly detective skills activated. “Who—”
“The fuck is Jamie?” Gerard filled in, turning to stare expectantly at me.
“Jamie?” Shannon asked, looking momentarily confused before her lips formed the perfect O shape. “Oh…that Jamie.”
“Jamie Kelleher?” Johnny furrowed his brows. “From our year?”
“No clue, lad,” Joey replied, sounding entirely uninterested in the conversation as he stuffed a rogue pacifier back into his pocket and retrieved a hard-boiled sweet instead.
“Hold the phone!” Hugh’s brows shot up as awareness dawned on him. “Jamie Kelleher! As in the same Jamie you went out with for like a day in second year?”
“It was two weeks, and yep,” Lizzie replied with a smile. “Apparently, he’s planning on asking your baby sister to the cinema.”
“Jamie,” Gerard reiterated, unsmiling, as he bore holes into the side of my face with his steely gaze. “Jamie the handsy prick I had to put in his place at the disco?”
“No one asked you to do that, asshole,” Lizzie spat out.
“She did,” Gerard countered, pointing a finger at me as his eyes danced with unconcealed frustration. “She asked me to.”
He was right. I did ask him to save me that night.
“Don’t even think about ruining this for her,” Lizzie warned. “I’m telling you now, Thor. I will rain hell down on you if you pull any tricks—”
“Jesus Christ, stop talking to me, will you?” Gerard shot back, holding a hand up. “I’m trying my hardest to follow the rule here.”
“The rule?”
“Yeah, the rule,” he snapped back. “The ‘If you have nothing good to say, say nothing’ rule.” Bristling, he pushed a hand through his blond hair before adding, “Trust me when I say that I have nothing good to say about you, Viper, so just let me eat my stolen food and ignore you in peace, dammit!”
“Oh my god, guys, stop,” I interjected with a nervous chuckle. “He hasn’t even asked me yet.”
“Yet,” Gerard bit out, still staring at me.
“I mean it, Thor,” Lizzie argued. “Don’t even think about making her feel bad for this.”
“Again?” a familiar voice groaned, and I turned to see Katie strolling into the room. “Do you two ever stop fighting?”
“That depends,” Lizzie countered, turning her dagger on my brother’s redheaded girlfriend. “On whether or not I have another opponent.”
