Page 80 of Good Boys Don’t Bite

“Treating people like interviews.”

Something cold appeared behind Elliot's eyes. Dylan immediately looked between them.

“It's fine, man.”

“No, it isn't.”

Ronan held Elliot's gaze.

“Not everything is your fucking psychology homework.”

Silence settled over the table. Again. Same mistake as the night before. Elliot placed his fork down carefully.

“Okay.”

There was that word. Ronan exhaled.

“Don't do that.”

Dylan looked miserable.

“I can leave.”

“No,” Ronan said.

“Yes,” Elliot said at the same time.

Ronan glared. Elliot smiled sweetly.

“Kidding.”

Dylan laughed despite himself. The tension broke. A little. Elliot stood.

“I'll get more drinks.”

Ronan watched him walk toward the refrigerator. Dylan leaned closer.

“Is he always like this?”

“Yes.”

“Protective.”

“Jealous.”

Dylan looked toward Elliot. Ronan immediately regretted the word.

“Jealous of what?”

“Everything.”

“That's normal.”

“No.”

Dylan smiled faintly.

“So he's jealous of me.”