Page 26 of End Of Never

“I'm not asking you to. I'm asking for a chance to explain; you deserve an explanation. I'm not running away, Lil. If anything, I'm running after you, I'm right here, and I'm not going anywhere.”

Setting my head back on my seat, I look at him, so incredibly torn. “I wish I could believe you. But I can't. What I can do is hear you out. Because you're right, I do deserve an explanation.” He presses his lips tightly and nods.

“I'll text you, and we can find a night to do dinner?” I nod, he steps up, and watches me as I drive away.

Tonight is dinner night. The dinner. The one where I’m supposed to sit across from Jace and smile like he didn’t break my heart. I look at the texts of him trying to get me to eat at his house, where he cooks, no doubt his best meal, a denial pie.

Jace:

So dinner, at my house? I’ll cook you a steak.

Lilla:

Nope.

Asshole:

Okay, cool, no steak, got it, pasta? Or chicken

Or literally anything you want.

I’m a good cook.

Lilla:

I’m not coming over to eat.

We can go out.

Asshole:

I make a mean grilled cheese

Let me cook for you.

Asshole:

I can make anything you want.

Lilla:

I want you to listen.

I am not eating at your house.

Take me out or fuck off. 🙂

Asshole:

Fine. Pick the place. I’ll pick you up at 6

Lilla:

Nope. I’ll meet you at your house.

Asshole:

See you at 6