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“You should have told Ivy to stay home tonight. She’s not welcome at my house. And she won’t like what happens when she gets there.”
I’m not sure why Gabe thinks he knows what I may have told Ivy, but it shows just how arrogant he is to make the assumption that I said anything at all.
Still, we also both know Ivy.
Everybody in this limo knows Ivy.
So I state the obvious.
“If I did tell her to stay away, do you really think she’d listen?”
The corner of his mouth twitches, something in his expression making me wonder about the war they have. Both make it very clear they hate each other, but they’re also insanely fixated.
It would be cute if what they did to each other wasn’t so awful.
“Good point,” he grumbles before shifting in his seat. “Whatever. If she shows, it’s her funeral.”
The car is doused in silence again, thick tension building, although I’m not sure why.
One particular stare is burning holes in my face, though, a pair of dark green eyes I wish would turn another direction.
Of all the Inferno boys, Tanner Caine is the worst. I swear, he was born without a heart, and had his soul surgically removed. Why every girl in school practically falls at his feet is beyond me.
Quickly glancing at him, I confirm his stare is locked to my face, his eyes hard with something he wants to say.
“Why are you even here?” he finally asks, contempt and disdain dripping from his voice. “I don’t remember inviting you.”
My entire body stiffens, and the hair on the back of my neck stands on end. I want to look away from him, but I can’t.
Despite how much I want to tell Tanner to fuck off, I can’t do that either. I’ve been so damn sheltered in my life that I’m not like Ivy, or even Ava. They have no problem saying what they think.
Although, I can’t really blame Tanner for the question. As one of Ivy’s best friends, I’ve never been welcome around these boys. If anything, I’m an opponent, so my presence here is disturbing for all of us.
Ezra must feel the discomfort rolling off me. His hand shifts to touch me, just his pinky finger tangling with mine. That amber stare slides Tanner’s direction, his rough voice filling the car.
“I invited her. Is there a problem?”
More tension drowns me as Tanner glares at Ezra. And while that look would destroy me where I sit, Ezra doesn’t appear bothered by it in the slightest.
Not liking the expression on Tanner’s face, I look away, my eyes colliding with Mason’s light blue stare that holds my gaze for just a second before dropping down to where Ezra’s pinky finger wraps with mine.
The corner of his mouth turns down into a scowl.
“Actually, I do have a problem with it,” Tanner says.
“Too fucking bad,” Damon answers. “I invited her, too.”
That makes Tanner laugh.
“Both of you? Ah, I get it.” He laughs again. “Jesus, Emily. I never pegged you for the type.”
My brows tug together when Mason smirks, his head turning so he can look out a window.
I turn as well to glance at Tanner.
“What is that supposed to mean?”
He’s still chuckling as he runs a hand through his hair and looks out the window beside him. “Nothing.”
