She lifted her hands cautiously when I stepped around the car. She was going to have to move, because my feet fucking hurt. "I'm not trying to start anything. I know which of us would win in a fight, and it's not me."
"What do you want, Gwen?" I tried to sound less annoyed that she was there than I really was.
"I hoped we could talk. As Jonah's... friends."
"Is that what you are to him?"
If Gwen and I were ranked the same in his book, I needed a refund on my fated mate.
Unfortunately, I knew the truth was even worse. He totally ranked her above me.
"I hope so." She managed a small smile and stepped away from my door, giving me a route to the driver's seat. My feet throbbed with every step I took toward it. "How was the run?"
"Don't beat around the bush. Jonah and I are just friends. We haven’t fucked since before the challenges ended, and I have no interest in fighting over a man." I opened my door and sat down. Getting off my feet barely helped the pain.
There was no reason tofightover Jonah. If there was, I'd just kill her. It wouldn't be difficult.
I sat down, closed my door, and turned on my car. When she didn't leave, I bit back a grimace and rolled my window down.
"If he wanted me, would you walk away?" Gwen called out, raising her voice to speak over the music.
"We’re just friends, but if he wanted you, I sure as fuck wouldn’t touch him," I yelled back.
That was exactly why Ihadn’ttouched him in ages. Alongside his disinterest in me.
She nodded hesitantly. I guess she didn't really have anyone else to talk to about this stuff.
"Out with it." I waved a hand, telling her to hurry up, while reluctantly turning my music down.
"What would you do if you were me?" she asked.
"Do you want me to be real with you here?"
"I didn't think you had any other setting besides real." She bit her lip, eyeing me like she expected me to kill her for saying it.
It was fair, though.
I didn't beat around the bush. I was decent atavoidingthe bush, in this case, but that was completely different.
"From an entirely neutral perspective, you and Jonah were in love. Simon was as charming as he was cruel, and he tricked you into ending a relationship that you thought was going to last forever," I said matter-of-factly.
Gwen nodded.
"You've spent the last five months working to become friends with your ex-fiancé again, and it worked, but you still only have six months left to pick someone to spend all of immortality with, or you're going to get stuck with Grayson Darke. That's fucking terrifying."
Her eyes glistened with tears."I know."
Was she really going to cry?
Fuck me.
Just fuck me.
"I also think there's a pretty good chance that if you asked Jonah to give things a try again, it would probably work. He doesn't know what he wants. Being with him would force him to make a decision."
"You really think so?"
Unfortunately, yes.
