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“Lots of waffles,” Prism added.
How did the dude even hear with Airpods in?
“They’re cooking. I’ll bring them out when they’re ready.” After another brief glance at Wes, she left.
“Bro,” Jamie drawled the second she was out of earshot. “You got more fries than Ryan.”
Wes snorted and shook his head.
Ryan shoved his plate across the table beside Wes’s so it was visibly obvious he had more fries. “Guess Wes is the extra fry guy now.”
Jamie guffawed. “Bro, that’s what happens when you get taken off the market. Wes is the single man now. He’s the one they want.”
“No one wants me,” Wes muttered, shoving another fry between his lips.
The underlying bitterness in his tone was not lost on me, and my shoulder blades snapped together.
“Veronica does,” Ryan heckled.
“I’m single. No one’s giving me extra fries,” Kruger complained, tearing into his burger like an animal.
“Me either,” Prism protested.
“Wes is prettier than you guys,” Jamie told them.
“Rude,” Kruger intoned.
“Besides, Shirley’s been hot for Wes for weeks now,” Jamie added.
“What?” My eyebrows shot up. “You didn’t tell me that.”
“Guess your secret eyes don’t see everything,” Wes needled.
Dude would be forever salty I had a tail on him. Too bad.
And what the hell was he acting so morose for? The familiar heat of the temper always simmering inside me started to bubble up. His little offhand comments, the way he barely looked at me, the way he kept shifting so we would touch and then not.
I was used to bratty Wes. I’d been dealing with him almost my whole life. But Wes wasn’t being a brat right now. He was being… distant. I fucking hated it.
I glanced across the diner to where Shirley, aka Veronica, was peeking around the corner toward Wes.
“She ask you out?” I wanted to know.
Wes rolled his eyes. “Yeah, right.”
“She definitely wants you to ask her, though,” Jamie said, finishing off his burger as he glanced at the massive mound of fries on Wes’s plate.
“Maybe I should,” Wes said, surprising the shit out of me.
“What?”I said, turning full on to face him.
“Kinda late for that,” Ryan said.
I felt Jamie’s eyes, and I lifted mine to meet them. He was still looking at me, but he spoke to Wes. “You having some FOMO, bro?”
Wes snorted. “What?”
Jamie shrugged. “Maybe after your little announcement in the locker room, you’re having some, ah, doubt. Maybe you’re worried you made the wrong decision.”
