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ELEVEN
Tell Me You Love Me
PEN
“What’s the matter?”I ask Lena the following night as she glares at Gray from the other side of the room.
“Are youkidding?” she counters, her voice rising with every word. “Gray is my new boss!”
“Yes,” I reply, resting my hands on my desk in our office at Twisted Bullet. I daren’t look at York who I know is grinning with amusement from his desk in the corner of the room. Pretty sure he’s got a smug look on his face to boot. He warned me that there’d be fireworks, and that I should broach the subject with her on my own first, but I’d convinced myself she’d be happy about the fact we’ve offered the man she loves the managerial role at the club.
Talk about misjudging the situation.
“This is bullshit!” she shouts, folding her arms across her chest, her cheeks flush with rage.
“What is bullshit exactly? That we’ve offered Gray the management position or that we didn’t tell you first?”
“Both,” she snaps, nostrils flaring. “I had a right to know thathewas going to be my boss.” She points at Gray, but he simply watches her with an even expression. The man’s an expert at hiding his emotions, and I know for a fact it irritates Lena. She’s said as much on several occasions.
“We thought you’d be cool with it,” York adds with a smirk. I shoot him a glare.
“Why would I be cool with it?” Lena screeches, her head snapping around as she narrows her eyes at York.
He swallows his smile, forcing a straight face. “Because you’ve known each other for years. Because you’re friends,” he offers with a shrug.
“We arenotfriends,” Lena snaps, her hair whirling about her face as she whips her head back around and folds her arms across her chest.
“We’re not?” Gray asks evenly, cocking his head to the side as he looks at her in that same intense, unreadable way of his. He’s always been a closed book, and I know my sister, not getting a reaction out of him will drive her insane.
“You made that pretty clear not so long ago, or have you conveniently forgotten that particular conversation,arsehole?” she counters with a scoff, this time focussing her ire on him. Gray barely reacts to her insult, which only serves to irritate her more. “Well, don’t you haveanythingto say?”
Keeping his focus intensely fixed on hers, he replies calmly, “I remember what I said, Lena. Pretty sure being friends was the whole point of that conversation.”
“That’s not how it went down and you know it!” she shouts, losing her cool entirely now.
“I know what I said, and I know what I meant,” he reiterates.
Lena laughs a little hysterically at that. “That’sthe whole point, Gray,” she replies, firing his own words back at him. “What you say and what you actually mean are two entirely different things!”
“Woah, looks like you two need a minute to sort through your shit,” York says, rising to his feet. “Titch, I could use a drink, you coming?”
“In a minute,” I reply, giving him a stern glare as he smothers another laugh with a cough. He’s enjoying this way too much. To be honest, you could cut the sexual tension with a knife. It’s so obvious to everyone that the two are hopelessly in love with one another, but knowing that and facing it are two very different things. Gray obviously struggles with that, and Lena is clearly over it.
Narrowing her eyes at me, Lena shoots a look over her shoulder at York. “What’s so damn funny? Do you find ruining my life amusing?”
York pinches his lips together, but there’s no hiding the smile in his eyes. “That’s a little dramatic, don’t you think?”
Lena’s nostrils flare. “Don’t tell me I’m being dramatic. You don’t know anything about this situation,” she says, flicking her hand between the two of them.
“Pretty sure I’ve got a clue,” York mumbles.
“York,” I warn, shooting him anothershut the hell uplook.
“I’m just a little… shocked is all,” York continues, trying to cover his tracks. “I thought you liked each other?”
“We don’t,” Lena bites out.
“We do,” Gray responds simultaneously.
