Page 78 of Obsessed with the Heartbreaker

“Always perfect timing, Adam.”

I would hug him if I were a hugger.

But I wasn’t, so instead I just let the praise linger in the air.

“Actually.” Adam half-closed the kitchen door, looked out to check if someone—or Maddox—was still close by, before turning to me again. “I wanted to speak to you.”

Oh.

I wasn’t sure I liked where this was going.

“Go on.”

I was now standing by the kitchen table, leaning my behind on top of it, and Adam came to stand beside me, tapping his fingers on the back of a chair. “There aren’t many ways to say this, so I’ll be blunt.” He raised his eyes to meet mine very seriously. More so than I’d ever seen him. Then he asked, “Are you cheating on Maddox with Antony?”

No coffee had been in my mouth, but I choked anyway.

What?

“Am Iwhat?”

“I think you heard me, Henry.”

Henry. Not King.

Interesting.

Putting my coffee down before I spilled it, I crossed my arms and watched him silently for a moment.

He was standing tall, still, and very determined to get his answer. Not even a flinch under my unforgiving scrutiny.

This guy was for real.

“I’m not cheating on Maddox.”

“Are you sure?”

Was I sure?

God, this day was just full of surprises, wasn’t it?

“I’m very fucking sure. We’re not in a relationship.”

Adam’s brows furrowed. “Aren’t you? Open relationships are still relationships, and I get it if you’re okay with each other sleeping around, but when feelings get involved with a third party…”

I didn’t have the time—or the brain space—to examine his last statement and what he was suggesting about me and Antony, so I settled on addressing the former. “Adam. We’re not in any sort of relationship, and we have never been. We’re bestfriends.”

And the only reason I was bothering to explain this to Adam was because he was loyal to a fault, had always had my back, and, I was just realizing, maybe I thought about him as a friend of sorts too.

“Oh.” Adam half-turned, resting his hands on the table behind him and sighed in apparent relief, staring sightlessly at the wall. “That’s good then.”

Suddenly, my dark mood evaporated and I just wanted to laugh.

“Were you going to fight me for Mad’s honor if I had been?”

“It would have been hard, but yes.” Adam’s hazel eyes now staring right at me again, were determined and slightly threatening.

Had I been someone else, I might have balked.

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