“Sure he knows how to get here, but obviously not where I live.”
“Why do you say obviously?” Eli asks as he walks back across the room, sitting down next to me on the bed.
“He’s just always had more important things.”
My phone buzzing again as it breaks the moment, and I smirk as Low tells me she’s on her way.
* * *
We can hear Eli’s bike rev from inside the apartment, and Low sends me a curious look.
“What?”
Her eyes widen as she bounces to the window, looking out and somehow simultaneously relaxing and tensing up more.
“What?” I ask again.
“For a second I thought someone from the club was here, but it’s just… Eli…”
“Yeah. The bike’s easier to hide than his truck.”
“Damn…” she trails off as she watches him. “Okay, I get it.” She laughs now.
“What?”
“I knew he was hot.” She admits. “But it’s more than that. Seeing the way he looks at you. Going to get us food because he’d rather be in the same room as you even if you’re studying than being away from you. It’s really sweet.”
I don’t know what else to say to her, so I just turn walking back into the kitchen.
“The way he looks at you…” she pauses. “He’s in love with you.”
“Shut up.” I mumble as I pour a glass of water.
“What?”
“I know he is, okay. He told me the other night.”
“He told you!”she shrieks before moving across the room after me. “Why didn’t you tell me?”
“Because he didn’t actually say it, and then he told me he wouldn’t until I was ready.”
“Wait, he didn’t actually say it?”
“No.”
“Then how?”
“He just said he’d do worse for someone he loves.”
“…than what?”
“What?”
“He’d do worse than what?”
“Getting blood on himself.”
She just tilts her head, confused by what I’m saying, but just continues to stare at me.
