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“I think so,” Eva replied.
“Why did we listen to this as kids?” he demanded. “Wholetus listen to this shit as kids? How is this appropriate?”
“Elliot is moving,” I cut in, killing the mood.
“What?” Eva asked breathlessly. She grabbed her phone and shut off the music. Her hands dropped to her hips as she rounded on Elliot. “To where?”
“He’s thinking about moving to the West Coast,” I said before he could.
“What?” Her voice rose a notch. The guilty look on his face did something uncomfortable to me. I felt instantly bad. I shouldn’t have felt so awful about Elliot moving. If this was what he wanted, who was I to stop him? It’d always been the three of us, but he was ready to venture out on his own for something more… why couldn’t I bring myself to feel happy for him?
I glanced up to see a silent argument happening between Elliot and Eva—angry expressions and wild hand gestures.What the hell?I frowned.
“What’s wrong with you two?” I cut in.
“Nothing,” they answered quickly and in perfect unison.
“The last time you two sounded like that, you were trying to hide a surprise birthday party. What’s going on?” I asked.
“It’s nothing,” Elliot replied before Eva could even open her mouth. “I need to go.”
“You can’t leave after that announcement!” she snapped. I understood the distress in her tone. She wasn’t good with people leaving her. While I was upset, I knew I’d spend more time getting her through it than myself. “We need to talk about it.”
“Don’t worry, short stuff,” he said. Taking her face in his hands, he kissed her forehead. “It’s not like I’m leaving tomorrow. I don’t even know where I’m going, so we have plenty of time.”
“Hate you,” she muttered and smacked his hands out of the way. She wrapped her arms around his waist and buried her face in his chest. With a small sigh, he hugged her back. The pleading look he gave me only made me shrug.I wasn’t the only one who would take it hard that he was moving.“Don’t hate you.”
“I know,” Elliot replied. He held on a little longer before stepping back. “But it won’t be for a while, so we have time. All of us.”
He held my gaze with that last sentence.What was I supposed to do with it?
“Night, Logan,” he finally said.
“Good night, Elliot,” I whispered. Dropping a quick kiss on Eva’s cheek, he let himself out. Eva stared at me helplessly, but I didn’t know what to do.
“I need a shirt,” Eva announced and stormed right into the bedroom. She came out a minute later wearing one of my t-shirts. “Be back in a few!”
Shoeless and determined as hell, she hurried out the door.Poor Elliott.That woman was going to give him a run for his money over moving. It was more than I’d do. I couldn’t ask Elliot to stay—not if he didn’t want to.
Chapter 57
Eva
Likehellthatmanwas moving. Running away was more like it. And I was having none of his shit.
“One of these days,” I muttered as I waited impatiently for the elevator to make it to the first floor. One of these days, I was going to sit those two men down in a room and make them talk their feelings out.
Crossing my arms, I sighed. I wouldn’t—I knew that. Elliot and Logan had to figure their shit out on their own.A beyond frustrating fact.I just didn’t know how to help them get there. And with Elliot leaving? I wasn’t sure they’d even get there.
The second the doors opened, I ran out, nearly bulldozed one of my neighbors, yelled an apology over my shoulder, and bolted out of the building.
“Elliot Remington Warner!” I shouted when I saw him walking down to his truck. He stopped, his back going rigid.Yeah, he knew he was in trouble.And his expression reflected that as he rotated to face me.
“Eva,” he began slowly.
“Don’t youEvame, young man,” I snapped. “What the hell is wrong with you?”
“What—”
