My eyes bug out. "And what do you call Alex?"
He shoves his face near mine. "An absence of certain details that got out of hand."
"You've been playing me all along. And pretending to be someone called Alex to get into my pants is a lie."
"That just happened. And it's all hearsay. You can't prove a thing."
I want to scream. "You just admitted it. And I hacked you, so I can prove a lot."
He grabs my arm again. "You wouldn't have known if you hadn't gone snooping when you shouldn't have. You just admitted you hacked me. That's a fucking crime."
I'm so shocked I let him pull me to the door.
Then I dig in my heels. "Excuse me?"
"No. I don't think I'll do that."
"Don't think you'll do what?"
He opens his mouth, rubs the back of his neck with his free hand, and blows out air.
Then, like he's had some kind of epiphany about either how wrong he is or how stupid this fight is with the door wide open, he drops his voice.
"Look, Lola, I really am trying to help you, believe it or not."
"Not."
His lips press together, and this time his release of air is almost a hiss. "You could've come to me with questions you had?—"
"When?"
"—and I'd have answered."
"When?" I repeat.
It's like he's not listening. "I could've explained it all to you."
I stare at him and laugh. "I didn't come to you earlier because I didn't think there was a problem, and you knew it. You also knew I didn't trust you because of the falling out our dads had. You know why you knew?"
"Lola—"
"I'll tell you. Because you were pretending to be Alex. The man I ended up forming a bond with."
"It's still there."
"No. Alex is a lie."
"Look—"
"At what? The fact that when I thought about trusting you, Enzo, I found out you were lying to me? And now? Now?" I shake my head and try to get free, but he doesn't release me. "Now I know you've been lying to me, manipulating me about everything in my life. Now that I know you've been spying on me, how can I ever trust you to tell the truth again?"
Chapter Six
ENZO
For fuck's sake.
I don't need more punches to my solar plexus in the form of big green eyes that spit fire at me, fire that's a mix of hurt and anger.
