Page 213 of Breaking the Rules
Thathappened and I did nothing.
I let him get away with it.
I haven't even told anyone.
Something changes in Hunter's expression.
Like he knows.
But how the hell could he know?
"What, um…" My fingers curl around the handle of my mug. "What did Brendon actually say?"
"Asked if you were looking at apartments."
"He wants me out that badly?"
Hunter turns the eggs over. "I think he does."
My laugh breaks up the tension in my chest. This can be okay. Vinnie can stay a distant memory. At the very least, I can have one fucking day without his presence ruining the mood. "You're not supposed to say that."
"I get it. I would too."
"Hey."
He motions to my backpack, currently sitting on the couch. "You leave your shit everywhere."
"You walk around the house in nothing."
"You never do the dishes."
"I cook, you clean."
"You demand coffee."
"I say thank you."
He shakes his headyou do not.
"Well, thank you."
"Your sweet talk won't save you."
"It's 'cause he wants to bang his girlfriend."
"Won't she live with you?"
"Yeah, but she'll come here to that giant bed and its—" My nose scrunches. "Under the bed restraints."
"And you're into it?"
"God no."
"Maybe the way Griffin's fling was?"
"Maybe you sound like Dean right now."
He laughs. "I was thinking Wes, but yeah, I do."
