Page 76 of Of Heartbreak and Harmony
And he is pissed.
He doesn’t even look at me when he makes it to our table. He just glares down at Jonah like he’s ready to bite his head off.
“The fuck is this, Jo?”
Jonah grins lazily up at him. “I invited you. You said no.”
Torren seethes. “You didn’t think it was important to tell me Callie was coming?”
“Slipped my mind.”
My eyebrows rise as I look between the guys, then Torren turns his attention to me.
“Get up. We’re going.”
The command in his voice, the utter entitlement, has my muscles going rigid.
“No,” I snap. “I’m having lunch.”
“Callie, get the fuck up and come with me.”
His nostrils flare as he stares me down, the words said slowly and tightly, like he’s trying his best not to raise his voice. Not to make a scene.
“I will not. I came here for lunch, and I’m going to eat lunch. You can sit down and join us, but I’m not leaving.”
Torren huffs out a humorless laugh, then glares back at Jonah. “I’d stay, but I’m allergic to shellfish.”
Jonah shrugs. “Slipped my mind.”
“Yeah, you’re real fucking forgetful today, aren’t you?”
“Drugs, man. Lasting damage.”
“You’re such a motherfucker, Hendrix.”
Jonah smirks. “If she’s willing.”
My jaw drops. Jonah did this on purpose—fucked with Torren intentionally—and I don’t know what to make of that. I do know that I don’t like feeling like a pawn or some toy they can fight over. I throw my napkin on the table and stand.
“I’m not hungry anymore.” I glance between them once more before settling my eyes back on Torren. “I’ll go back, but I’m not riding with you.”
His nostrils flare and his jaw ticks as he bounces his eyes between mine, and then finally, he gives me one nod. I brush past him and walk right out of the restaurant.
Damon has the back door of another SUV opened for me before I even set foot on the sidewalk, and I slide in without a word. After a few minutes, he pulls away without Torren.
Good. Let those idiots ride together.
I don’t want to deal with either of them.
It’s close to eleven when there’s a knock on my door.
I open it expecting Torren, but I find Jonah instead.
“What do you want?” I whisper the words angrily, looking past himinto the main room of the suite to find it empty. “How did you get in here? Sav and Mabel are already in bed.”
He leans on the doorframe and stares down at me.
“I’m sorry for earlier.”
