Irritation rippled through her. Why was it so easy for him to get under her skin?
“So I’m just going to be communicating with Lucas this whole time?”
He stopped. Turned. Shrugged.
“I’m bad with logistics. It’s easier this way.”
Grey raised her eyebrows.
“Gotcha. Sorry to inconvenience you.”
“It’s his job.”
“Maybe I should be dating him, then.”
“As long as you keep it out of the tabloids. You’d make a cute couple.”
Grey crossed her arms and set her jaw.
“Will I be gettingyourphone number at any point in this process?”
Ethan looked down, half shaking his head. “I don’t see why that’s necessary.”
Grey scoffed.
“We’re supposed to be madly in love and you won’t even give me your phone number? Do you resent this whole idea that much? Resentmethat much? We already signed the damn contract, it’s a little late for cold feet.”
He said nothing, just raised his eyes to her with an inscrutable expression. She exhaled in frustration. “I don’t get you. You ignore me. You flirt with me. You push me away. This doesn’t have to be that complicated. Can’t we just acknowledge the weirdness of the situation and move on? Be friends, maybe? Or at least friendly? Otherwise the next six months are going to be a fucking nightmare. I don’t want that. Do you?”
He stared at her for a long moment, then slowly started back toward her. Grey had to plant herself in place to not instinctively back away.
“You’re right. I’m sorry. I’ve been having…conflicting feelings about this whole thing.”
Grey snorted. “Yeah, I kinda picked up on that.”
He smiled that half smile, and she felt an involuntary flutter. “Ishouldn’t take it out on you. You haven’t done anything wrong. I’d like…friends. Friends would be good.” He held out his hand, palm up. Grey looked at it, confused. Did he want to shake on it? She started to place her hand on his, but he shook his head.
“Your phone.”
Her heart leapt. She pulled her phone out of her back pocket, unlocking it and opening her contacts. He tapped in his number and handed it back to her. She looked down and burst out in surprised laughter. Next to his name, he’d added a heart-eyes emoji.
“Nice touch.”
“It’s all in the details.” He turned back toward the door and walked out of the room. A moment later, he poked his head back in the doorway, grinning wickedly.
“See you tomorrow,darling.”
Are u a vegetarian
?
Or vegan
no, i’ll eat anything! not picky.
Cool
We’ll go to Carlo’s
