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“You’ll know when it’s the right time,” she says.
“For what?” I ask.
“You’ll know.” Harper gives me a wink and then glances at Zane.
“I have zero doubt about you two,” Harper says. “Anyway, I hope you have a happy birthday, big brother.”
She takes a step forward and hugs him tight. “Can we get together at Dad’s wedding?”
“Sure,” he says as the limo arrives. “But no assholes are allowed.”
“Sorry to ruin your night. I will settle this,” she offers and turns on her heels.
Zane smirks. “I’d tell you to go easy on him, but—”
“We both know that won’t happen,” Harper says like she’s going to seek revenge. “You two have an incredible night. I fly out in the morning.”
“Text me,” Zane tells her.
The door opens and I move inside first. Zane follows.
As we zoom away, I want to cry, but I’m out of tears. I’m fucking angry that Sebastian embarrassed me like that, knowing I have a boyfriend. Even if it’s fake, he disrespected it. Moments pass.
“Are you okay?” he asks with concern in his voice.
“I am now.”
Chapter 21
Zane
“I’m sorry I’ve ruined your birthday dinner.”
“Ruined?” I chuckle. “Not at all. I’ve had a great day full of adventure.”
“Thank you for offering to leave.” Her voice is soft and I can see she’s turning inward, lost in thoughts.
“No way in hell we were staying. Anytime we are together and you ever feel an iota of discomfort, we go. Okay? Life is too fucking short to be in awkward or annoying situations.”
She smiles but it doesn’t quite meet her eyes.
The car slows and turns off onto the road that leads to Hollow Manor.
“You’re not taking me home?” she asks.
“I think we need to talk,” I say. “But if you’d rather go ho—”
“No, no, it’s fine. I wasn’t ready for our night to end.”
I chuckle. “Not without cake.”
We stop long enough for the gate to open and close. After a minute, we travel down the driveway. The car takes it slower than I do because of the curves and climb.
“I owe you an apology,” I offer.
“You did nothing wrong.” She glances at me.
“I should’ve never referred to Sebastian the way I did. I should’vecontrolled my tongue, regardless of how annoyed I was knowing that he’d dressed you like he owned you. It was a dick move and incredibly disrespectful to you. That will never happen again.”
