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“She won’t last,” Eli says. “She’s just a novelty, that’s all. Somebody who said no to him.”
“Shut the fuck up,” I tell him. “And you better not say that to Sophie.”
He rolls his eyes. “I’m not going to say that to her. And if I’m wrong then great. I’m happy for you. I just know you better than you think.”
I give him a sour smile. I love Eli, I really do. He’s the nicest of people, would do anything for anybody. But he also says what he thinks way too often.
“What does Myles think about this?” Holden asks. And that sour taste in my mouth increases.
“He said the same thing as Eli,” I admit. “That I want her because I can’t have her. But he’s wrong, too.”
Holden nods, his expression serious. “Yeah, I think he is.”
“You do?” I lift a brow.
“I always knew you’d fall like an idiot someday. Just thought it might take you a little longer.”
I blink, unsure how to detangle the support from the jibe. “Thank you, I think.”
“So are we driving to Misty Lakes together or what?” Eli asks. “We might as well leave here on Friday afternoon, right?”
“I’m going back to Charleston first,” I say. “So I’ll meet you there.”
“Why the hell would you do that?” Eli frowns. “It’ll take half the time to go from here.”
“He wants to take Sophie,” Holden says.
I shrug. “There are a few reasons I need to go there first.”
“Name them.” Eli folds his hands over his chest.
I look at him until he has the good grace to blush.
“He’s right though,” Holden says quietly. “You’d be better to go from here.”
“Why?” I ask him.
“Because, and I’m saying this with the best of intentions, flying back to Charleston just to drive this woman to Virginia makes you look like an intense motherfucker.”
Eli muffles a laugh.
“And since I’ve only just discovered that this thing between you and Sophie exists, I’m gonna assume it’s new. Which means you being that intense motherfucker can be scary. I get it, you like her. But give her some space, man.”
Eli types something on his phone while Holden talks. A moment later it lights up as a reply lands.
“Yep, as I thought,” he says. “Sophie is driving herself.”
“Are you messaging her?” A weird sensation takes over me. Jesus, is this what jealousy feels like? All twisted in my stomach and tight muscles and wanting to punch my brother?
Damn.
“No. I’m messaging Ava. Just asking what everybody’s plans are. And those are Sophie’s. So let’s travel together, okay?”
“Whatever.” I just want this conversation to end.
“Can I drive your car?” Eli asks. He has a thing for my cars. Here in New York, I have two parked in the underground lot.
“No. You can sit in the back,” I tell him.
