Page 143 of Tainted Romance

“Mate, I said fuck off!” Blake snapped, not knowing Zane and I were talking.

‘Go, Zane, you can always listen anyway. It’s not like you have a problem invading my thoughts.’I gave him a challenging look.

‘Fine, but if he does what I think he is going to do. I’ll be back in.’Zane got up. He looked torn as he pulled his hand from mine.

“I’ll give you five minutes, Falcon.” Zane gave him a look as if to say it won’t be a moment longer than that.

The door shut, and I knew Zane was in my mind as I could feel it.

“Allie, do you remember the day we drove to the coast?” Blake moved closer to me, and I moved on the bed so he could sit down.

He sat down, and I pulled my legs up, crossing them. “Which time?” I asked. I felt Zane listening to everything which was making my heart pump faster, knowing he was listening to my every thought.

“The time we talked about mates, and how we made that promise,” Blake reminded me.

“Oh yeah. I remember.” I smiled. “That was a long time ago. You were still driving unlicensed.”

“Do you remember what I said?” He ignored my remark about his license.

I frowned. “Something about always wanting to fuck me?” I smiled again. That was Blake, he was always passionate. “Why?”

“I told you no matter what, our relationship wouldn’t change. I screwed that up.”

“Blake…”

“No, I’m serious, Allie. I let Ebony get in the way.”

He cannot be serious.

‘He is serious, Allie.’Zane's voice popped in my head.

I frowned. “Ebony didn’t get in the way. Sure, I don’t like her but you and her, well, I’ve come to terms with it. It’s not like you can help it.” Blake and I never did strings, so why was he now acting like we had them? “We were never really in a relationship remember, Blake?”

‘Say that again to him but louder. I like hearing it.’

‘Zane, go away.’

‘You said I could listen.’

‘Let me re-phrase that. Don’t distract me.’

“I made a promise to you before I even met Ebony. That promise I want to…” He paused. “I want you back, Allie.”

He wants me back?

‘Tell him to fuck off.’

Do you know how confusing it is to think and have two conversations at once? One inside your head and one in person.

‘Zane, stop distracting me.’

I pushed the fact Zane was inside my head aside and focused on Blake. He was nervous. He was… “What’s wrong?” I asked. Not buying the whole ‘he wants me back thing.’ I knew my friend. I knew his signs. Something was off. “Something’s up. Tell me what it is.”

“I love you.” He looked at me, and I could tell by the look in his eyes he meant it.

“I know you do.” I smiled and put a hand on his cheek. “But I didn’t ask that. I asked what’s wrong?”

“I want you! Didn’t you hear me? I want you in my bed. I want you laughing at my jokes. I want you clinging to me when we watch horror movies. I want you back, Allie! Can’t you hear me!”

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