Page 54 of Love Arranged
“Did you selling your shares have something to do with the company’s value tanking fromyourpoor decisions as the director of operations, or was it because you were jealous that your cousin replaced you?” Julian’s chair creaks as he leans forward.
Lorenzo laughs. “Me jealous of my cousin? He is the one who wishes he wasmebecause unlike him, I had the courage to walk away from everything.”
Acid churns in my belly at Lorenzo’s candidness.
Julian raises his brow. “You couldn’t keep your emotions out of business decisions? That doesn’t sound like a trait we need in our future mayor.”
“Julian,” I reply with a hiss, directing my frustration at him. “Enough.”
“¿Dije algo mal??*”He tries to look apologetic, but it fails to work on me.
“¿Puedes tratar de comportarte bien??*”
“Él empezó?*.”He huffs.
“Tienes treinta y un años, por el amor de Dios.Acomporta así.?*”
Lorenzo smirks as he replies in Spanish,“Treinta y uno y todavía molesto conmigo por lo de Papá Noel.?*”
Lorenzo speaking Spanish was not on tonight’s bingo card—that’s for sure.
“You speak Spanish?” Dahlia’s mouth remains wide open.
“Surprise.” Lorenzo arches a brow at my sister. “And yes, I’ve heard you and Julian talk shit about me before.”
Julian grumbles something under his breath.
Dahlia glances between them both. “So, can we get back to the important subject here?”
“Yes,” I add. “Who’s going to explain the Santa thing?”
“It’s stupid,” Julian mutters.
Lorenzo shakes his head. “Is it? Because you’re still holding it against me to this day.”
Dahlia and I both wait for one of them to explain.
Julian takes the initiative. “Lorenzo thought it would be a great idea to ruin Christmas for our soccer team when we were little.”
On the Eros app, Lorenzo mentioned playing soccer when he was in elementary school, but I didn’t connect him playing on the same team as Julian until now.
“You two played soccer together?” I ask.
“Not for long. Lorenzo got booted after the whole Santa scandal. Apparently selfish assholes shouldn’t be allowed to participate in team sports.”
Lorenzo shrugs. “With how much you all sucked, it was a blessingin disguise.”
“We wereeight.”
“Excuses, excuses.”
“Will you two ever get bored of antagonizing each other?” my sister asks.
“No,” they both say at the same time.
Dahlia laughs. “Right. Just checking.”
“But for Lily’s sake, I’m willing to put our past aside.” Lorenzo looks over at me, his dark eyes full of mischief.
