Page 167 of Fall I Want
“I need you both to repeat after me: red flag,” I say.
“Have you met him?” Julie asks.
“Yes. Briefly,” I admit.
“And? What was he like?” Blaire asks.
I think back to when he showed up at the manor. “Sad. I could tell he was harboring a lot of regret.”
“I can see it in his eyes,” Julie mutters. “He looks destroyed.”
“Yeah.” I take my phone back and lock it. “For mediocre pussy, apparently.”
Blaire nearly spews the sip of margarita she was drinking. She coughs a few times as she laughs.
Julie sighs, and I think she might actually feel sorry for him.
“Look, I’ll make you a deal. If he’severallowed back in Zane’s life and you’re still single, I’ll play matchmaker. Not because I think you’ll fix him, but because you’ll break him down and rebuild him properly.”
“Promise on it.” Julie holds out her hand and I take it.
“Promise.”
“Ooh.” Blaire rubs her arms. “I just got the chills.”
Julie grins. “And so it begins.”
I tilt my head at her. “What does that mean?”
She smiles. “Harper.”
“Wait, she gave you a prophecy?”
Julie nods. “But you know the rules.”
Blaire looks between us. “What? Someone fill me in.”
“It’s almost impossible to chat in detail to anyone about it, except Harper. Or until after the thing she predicted happens.” I touch my throat.
“The words get caught in your throat,” Julie explains. “Like it only fully lives inside you.”
Blaire pokes out her bottom lip. “I want a love prophecy!”
I laugh. “You’ll get one eventually. Everyone close to her does.”
“Give me a hint, at least,” I say to Julie.
“It was something about The One becoming brothers with someone I trust, who has the most valuable thing in my life. I think she was talking about you because our friendship means everything to me. And Zane did just acquire, through marriage, a very hot brother.”
“That’s the only thing that makes sense.” Blaire pauses.
Goosebumps cover my arms. “Tell us after something happens, okay? I know you’ll be able to share then.”
“I will,” she confirms.
“Now I’m invested!” Blaire says.
The three of us are lost in our heads as I contemplate her prophecy and what it could actually mean.
