Page 109 of Positively Pricked
As an answer, he looked to Zane. I looked, too. Once again, Zane's eyes were shut as he leaned back in his seat.
But if he was truly asleep, I was Little Red Riding Hood. Probably, he just didn't want to be bothered. That was fine by me. It's not like I wanted to talk to him, anyway.
In a quiet voice, Teddy finally said, "I'm going to be working in the New York office."
This surprised me. After all, the two guys obviously hated each other. So, why would Zane offer Teddy a job? And why on Earth would Teddy accept?
Then again, who was I to wonder such a thing? After all, I was working for Zane, too, and it's not likeIwas his biggest fan.
I said, "Really? Doing what?"
Teddy frowned. "Whateverhewants."
He hadn't said who "he" was, but it wasn't hard to guess. I gave Zane another quick glance. His eyes were still shut, and yet, I'd be a fool to forget that he could probably hear every word, assuming that he cared enough to listen.
At the thought, I did a mental eye-roll. Yeah, likewewere so fascinating.
Turning my attention back to Teddy, I asked, "So, was the move a sudden thing?"
"No. We worked it out last week." He paused. "This trip was sudden though."
"Really? How sudden?"
"Verysudden." Teddy was frowning again. "Today, I show up at his office for a meeting, and he tells me to pack my stuff, because we're flying out in just a few hours."
I could so relate. I almost laughed. "Yeah, me too."
Teddy's face softened into something that might be considered a smile. "I guess I should say it, huh?"
"Say what?"
"I'm sorry."
"For what?" I asked.
"For the attitude earlier." He gave a slow shake of his head. "You want the truth? It's been one of those weeks."
My shoulders relaxed, and I returned his smile. "That's all right." And I meant it, too. After all, I knew – probably more than he realized – just how much he was going through.
With a sigh, Teddy added, "After all, it's none ofmybusiness who you're sleeping with."
And just like that, my smile was gone. "What?"
"I'm just saying, we all have our issues."
Oh, I had issues all right. Through gritted teeth, I told him for what felt like the millionth time, "I'mnotsleeping with my roommate's boyfriend."
He held up his hands in mock surrender. "Hey, like I said, it's none of my business."
And yet, he kept making it his business.
I stared at the guy, wondering what his deal was.
At something in my expression, he gave a long sigh. "Sorry. It's just that, shit, I know what it's like to be cheated on." He looked toward Zane, and his eyes narrowed. "Especially when they cheat with your own cousin."
