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“Running off, starting up a relationship… It’s all the same thing.”
“I didn’t start up a relationship with the senator.” She tapped the top of the coffee pot, frustrated that it hadn’t finished, giving her an excuse to leave the argument.
“What do you mean you didn’t—”
“Maybe I changed my mind. Too late, as it turned out.”
“What do you mean? You never had sex with him?”
When Lila didn’t reply, he grabbed her elbow and spun her around. “Lila, did you have sex with—”
She looked away from Tristan’s searching eyes. A million replies spun through her head.
She dodged them all.
“Yes, Tristan, I slept with him. Several times that night and twice the next morning. Happy now?” She snatched her arm away. “You know, I want to thank you for this whole week. It’s taught me a lot. Life lessons, as it were.”
“What life lessons?”
“That I should always trust my instincts. That I made the right choice in the end, even though I made it far too late. At least I made it, though. If I had just trusted myself the first time around, I could have saved myself a lot of grief. I’ll be sure to do that next time.”
“Is that what I was to you? Grief?”
“That amuses you, doesn’t it? I shouldn’t be surprised. I bet you’ve been amused this whole time.”
“Why do you think I’ve been amused?”
Lila clamped down on her tongue, biting back her first response. “The highborn have always been right about this.” She lifted her finger and circled it in the air. “I should have listened.”
“What’s that supposed to mean?”
“Just that seeing you and Katia together has been an education into the workborn mind.”
“Yeah, we don’t—”
“If you say ‘cheat,’ I swear to the gods, I will burn this fucking garage to the ground and dance upon the ashes.”
“Fine. Explain it to me, then. How are the workborn different, O Chosen One?”
Lila gave up on the coffee and turned back toward her laptop.
Tristan didn’t let her. He darted in front of her and blocked off her escape. “Oh, no. Don’t you run away like you always do. You brought this up. You finish it. I want to hear your amazing insights into the workborn mind. Go ahead. School me.”
“Why, so I can amuse you again?”
“Do I look like I’m laughing?”
“I don’t know. It appears you were full of shit the entire time we were together, so I find myself at a loss to guess. At least the highborn are honest. We don’t play pretend.”
“When did I lie?”
“Every time you opened your mouth to tell me about your supposed feelings.”
“I never lied.”
“Really? You honestly meant everything you said to me?”
“Yes!”
