“Yes, you know the one who likes her, but she won’t take him on? Maybe she will now that she’ll be spending more time with him. Lord knows she needs it. That girl never dates anyone.” She smiles before finally digging into her own meal.
I can’t speak. Can’t find the words to respond. I feel like I’m going to throw up or throw the table across the room. One or the other. Is this some sick kind of joke? No wonder she’s been so fucking sketchy about where she works.
I try to eat some more, but the food has turned to ash as soon as it touches my tongue. I can’t believe Lucy would do this to me. She wouldn’t go with him, would she? He would be the easier, safer option. The one who could take her to nice places and show her off like she deserves. I can’t do any of that for her.
But that’s been her decision. Not mine.
I try to enjoy the rest of the time with my sister, but I can’t do it. All I want to do is go home and find out what’s really going on. I can’t lose her. Not now. My body is pulsing with contained fury as I finally say goodbye to Fallon and head back to work, but instead of going to the office, I head straight to the car park.
There is no chance in hell I’ll be getting any work done now. If he has laid even a finger on my girl, fuck, even a flirty comment, I’ll kill him.
As I drive across the city, the radio has decided to play every soppy love song it can find to irritate me even more. I'm that pissed off, I turn the full thing off, needing silence. I’m not sure how I’m going to deal with this, but I do know that either way, I’m finding out what the hell is going on. Today.
