Page 75 of Forever Mine
ELIJAH
Fallon waitsuntil we’re inside my dorm room before unloading on me.
“What the fuck are you doing?” The window glass vibrates when he kicks the door shut.
“Me?”
His blue gaze turns glacial, and it honestly makes me squirm. It’s like having a parent’s disappointed stare boring into you as they wait for the bullshit explanation they know you’re about to give them.
“Did you fuck around with David behind Julien’s back?”
My jaw hits the floor. “No! And the fact you’d ask that is insulting. I would never cheat on Julien.”
Fallon and I literally just talked about me proposing. He knows how much I love Julien.
The bathroom door slowly creaks open to reveal a wide-eyed Ash, toothbrush in hand, resembling a rabid animal from the toothpaste foam around his mouth.
“You cheated on Julien with David?”
Oh my fucking god.
Overwhelmed and getting angry for being accused of something I would never in a million years do, I throw myself onto my bed and cover my scream with a pillow.
“Explain what I overheard,” Fallon says.
Jackknifing into a sitting position, I hug the pillow to my chest. Julien’s pillow. The one I stole because it smells like him.
“What exactly did you hear?”
One blond eyebrow knowingly arches. “Don’t marry him. Give us a chance.”
“Holy sh—” Ash splutters toothpaste and hurries to the sink to spit it out.
“Then you missed a hell of a lot,” I reply.
Fallon’s glare could melt steel. “Don’t be a smartass.”
I reach for another pillow and chuck it at his head. It misses by a mile.
“Then stop talking to me like a fucking child. I didn’t do anything wrong.”
The water turns off in the bathroom, and Ash comes out. The mattress dips when he sits down beside me.
“For my benefit, because clearly I’ve missed a lot, start from the beginning. And BTW, I told you that David liked you. More than once. Just saying.”
Ash ducks out of the way when I swing another pillow at his head.
“I think everyone is missing the bigger picture here. I’m not interested in David. We’re just friends.”
“Does David know that?” Fallon argues.
“Now who’s being a smartass?”
I didn’t think Fallon’s scowl could get any severer, and if people could spontaneously combust from a look, I’d be a pile of fiery embers.
With great reluctance, I give in and rehash everything from last night and today, leaving nothing out, which only makes Fallon get angrier.
“Dammit, El, why didn’t you call me? It really ticks me off that I’m finding out about all this shit now.”
