No matter how much I want to.
She slides a satchel off her shoulder. "I got these for you. I know he's feeding you, but you need some snacks. So, I got a variety of chips, some banging new chocolates with caramel centers, and Pop Rocks... Oh, and I got you some gummies."
No fruit, no healthier snacks.
I couldn't be more delighted.
"Thanks." I give her another hug.
She looks at me. "And my phone's in there, too. Not the smashed one, but the new one Enzo got me, so just use it for entertainment. You know, at least until Enzo comes to his senses."
"You're the best."
Lyndall grins. "I know."
I'm not sure what time it is when Enzo walks in without knocking. It both titillates my senses and makes every hackle rise.
There's a part of me that likes the aspect of getting caught in a state of undress, but the rest of me is rubbed the wrong way.
It's too soon, too close to the spying violations he committed. And Alex asking about it is different from Enzo watching.
I get it. They're one and the same. But in my head, they were different people. One had permission, the other didn't.
It was the perfect opportunity for him to come clean.
"Lola?"
I don't answer, and the air thickens.
"Lola, fucking talk to me."
Nothing. I keep all the words locked up tight.
"Goddamn it." He leans over me, and I could kiss him if I wanted to. He's that close.
But I don't move from where I am on the sofa in the bedroom that's bigger than my apartment.
"How are we going to move forward if you act like a childish brat? I want to talk, adult to adult."
"Maybe I don't want to talk to you."
He doesn't fly into a rage like I expect. Instead, hestraightens, nods, wipes a hand over his mouth. "Maybe so, but to get through this, we need to talk."
"No."
Because while there's a lot I think I can learn to deal with, a lot I can probably eventually forgive, I can't get past the fact he's Alex.
It's too much of an invasion of trust.
I know he's talking, but I've tuned him out.
Of course, he won't be ignored, and this time when he cages me in, he's far from calm. He's spitting fire.
"If you're going to be like this, Lola, I'll keep you locked up until you come to your senses."
I lift my gaze to him.
He narrows his eyes. "Keep you here in order to make sure you're safe."
