Page 121 of Whisper


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Eli said something, but I didn’t hear because Matthew touched my arm. “What’s the matter?”

“He blew a speaker and wants to use mine,” I answered. Then into the phone, I said, “But I’m busy.”

“Who are you talking to?” Eli asked. “Are you with a guy?”

“I’m hanging up.”

“No!” Eli yelled. “Wait.”

Matthew heard him, and the corner of his mouth lifted. “He sounds desperate.”

“I am!” Eli yelled.

“You should help him,” Matthew told me.

I sighed. “Fine. I’ll bring you mine.”

Eli started profusely thanking me, but I talked over him.

“But I’m forty-five minutes out. So you’ll have to make do until I get there.”

“That’s okay. The party won’t really get started until then anyway.”

“You owe me. Where are you?”

He was silent a beat. Then, “Psi Zeta.”

I laughed. “Yeah. You owe me.”

“They pay good!” He defended his shitty choice.

“I’ll be there when I can,” I said, then disconnected the call, set the ring to silent, and shoved it in my pocket.

“Your friend is a DJ?” Matthew asked.

“Yeah,” I answered.

The server appeared to give back my card, and I scrawled my signature on the receipt.

Before sliding out of the booth, I turned to him. “Sorry for interrupting our date.”

“It’s okay.”

It really wasn’t, though. Leaning in, I pressed my forehead against his. “I wasn’t done with you yet.”

“Who said you had to be?”

I drew back. “You wanna come with?”

He shrugged. “Sure, why not?”

I considered it. “It’s at Psi Zeta. Those guys can be giant dicks.”

Matthew turned smug. “I’m Elite.”

I laughed. “And nobody messes with Elite?”

“I don’t make the rules.”

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