Page 80 of All We Need

“Fancy seeing you here.”Myvoice breaks at the end like a prepubescent teenager.

“Jesus fuckingChrist.”Grahamsighs. “AndIthoughtIhad no game.”

Aly ignores me and jumps right into conversation withDex.

Now, hang on for a fucking minute.She’swith me.

I turn to my sister, hoping she can distract me with her blabbering, and find her gaze set onAlyandDex, too, a tiny frown on her face.Pokingher in the cheek,Idraw her attention my way. “What’sup with you?”

Her eyes flare. “Nothing.What’sup with you?”Sheglances back atAly. “Oh, isBoothpouting because his girlfriend isn’t interested?”

I palm her face and shove her away. “Whenare you leaving the country again?”

She flaps her hands. “NeverifIcan’t find a job!”

Patrick quirks a brow. “Ioffered you shifts at the restaurant.”

Flo’s cheeks redden at his condescending tone. “Idon’t know ifIcan hack working there.There’stoo much going on.”

Aly’s gazefinallyfalls in my direction. “Whatwas your favorite destination on your travels?”

“Huh?”Icall over the music.

“Booth,”Flowhispers. “She’stalking to me.”

Nope.Ican’t do this.

Who invited her?Thisis torture.

I stand abruptly. “I’mgoing to the restroom.”

“Thanks for letting us know.”Dexwinks at me overAly’sshoulder.

I’m going to put ants in his bed.

Throwing back my drink,Iescape the awkward tension.Afterrelieving myself,Itake a few minutes to breathe.

I need to get my shit together.Alylikes me.Ithink.Well, she liked me the other night.Ordid she?

My head spins andIpress the heels of my palms into my eyes until my vision goes white.

She’s making me lose my mojo and mind with each second she pretendsIdon’t exist.Doesshe want one night?Doesshe want two?Doesshe want to watch me suffer?

With some semblance of sanity,Ihead back out but stop short whenIspy the scrawny figure lurking next to our table.

“Motherfucker,”Ihiss as my feet carry me over.

“I think you’ve had enough to drink.”IcatchJohannasaying, her voice even.

Kyle ignores her and snatches upAly’swine, downing it in one.

Aly eyes the glass in disgust when he clumsily places it on the table.

“Oh,I’msorry,YourHighness.Wereyou not done with that?” he slurs.

She doesn’t budge as she gives him a disinterested sideglance. “Please, help yourself.ButI’dlisten toJohanna; she’s a smart woman.”

“Pfft,I’mnot listening to anyone, let alone you.”Hecrowds her, sneering, and everyone stiffens.NotAly, though. “Youprance in here, thinking you’re better than all of us.”

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