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“Was hoping we’d meet on better terms, say like?—”
“Never,” Jeremy cuts in with a huff.
My brows fly up at the same time Gabe gives Jeremy’s shoulder a little push. “So possessive.”
Jeremy growls, and fuck, who knew such a sound could be so…
So…
Cute.
Oh, fuck.
Gabe eyes me up and down, a knowing sort of glint in his eye that has my heart racing and ears ringing.
Steeling myself, I clamp my jaw, and lift my chin, silently daring him to say something. What he sees when he looks at me, I have no idea. But I do know how close he and Jeremy are. I know Jeremy probably told him everything.
That would explain the warning look…
A weird feeling snakes up my throat, tension grabbing hold of my spine.
“I’ll be right behind you,” I hear Jeremy say, and with one last, lingering, narrowed look, Gabe lets Jeremy turn him around, and nudge him to get walking.
“Sorry about him.”
“He cares about you,” I say stiffly when he turns toward me once more.
Jeremy’s gaze is downcast as he drags the toe of his Converse over a crack in the concrete. “Yeah…”
Try as I might to bite my tongue…
“Are you sure he’s not…”
He exhales sharply. “No. I told you. I’m not his type. That hasn’t changed.” His voice is all stilted again, and I get the feeling maybe I should’ve just kept my mouth shut. When I’ve asked in the past, he’d just laugh it off.
But that was before…
“And if he suddenly did like me like that,” he whips out suddenly. “What’s it matter to you?”
Rearing back, I stutter, “I-I?—”
Jeremy rakes his fingers through his hair, shaking his head. He mutters what sounds like, “Exactly,” under his breath, and then he turns away.
“Jeremy. Wait.”
Surprisingly, he stops.
To his stiff back, I say, “Thank you.” Jaw working, I blink rapidly. “What you said before. About the stars. Th-thank you.”
Seconds pass, and just when I’ve given up all hope that he’ll say anything—bracing myself for him to walk away…again…
He slowly, slowly, turns to face me.
His expression is smooth, devoid of any telling emotion. Gaze hard and impenetrable.
“Maybe it’s not about balance,” he says unexpectedly.
Frowning, I shake my head, not understanding.
