Lib Novel Page 124
My stomach chooses that moment to grumble, and Alec points his thumb toward the kitchen.
“Come on. Let me make you a sandwich.”
“Thank you.”
In the kitchen, he prepares a ham and cheese sandwich on the island. He offers it to me when I feel Dane behind me.
“Don’t bother. She won’t even take more than two bites.”
Just to prove him wrong, I eat it all.
It’s not my body that’s my enemy, it’s my heart—my shattered heart and my broken spirit. The rest I got treated.
“Why are you still here?” Dane asks while I keep ignoring him.
“I invited her,” Alec says.
He grumbles, and I roll my eyes at him.
“Wanna stay for a while longer?” Alec asks, wearing a mischievous look.
I nod, following him toward the living room. Dane shoves past me—the moody and broody asshole—and slumps on the couch. I bite down my smile at his obvious display of jealousy.
Alec points at the video game paused on the TV, and I plop down beside him.
“Can you play?” he asks.
“Blake taught me.”
“Your boyfriend?”
“Really? Fishing for info?”
“I have to know who I am up against?” He winks, but it’s a playful flirtation.
“An arranged marriage,” Dane says, sucking the air out of the room. Alec’s brows knit in confusion.
“And who asked you? It’s not like you know anything,” I retort.
“Deny it then.”
Instead, I take the controller and spend the next hour smashing my car into things. I smile the entire time. Fun moments are a rarity in my life, which saddens me. All these contradictory emotions will tear me apart for good one day.
My phone rings, and I pluck it from my jacket pocket.
“Can you come home?” Kaden asks.
“I’m on my way.”
I give Alec the controller and say, “Sorry, have to go.”
“Did you forget about your curfew?” Dane asks.
I refuse to give in to his taunts, so I hug Alec and kiss his cheek. A low grumble hits my ears from behind me.
“Thank you.”
“Anytime,” Alec steals a glance at Dane. It’s clear he cares about him, and it hits me: he wants to play matchmaker.