WILL
Ihaven’t checked the group chat since dinner last night, and there are at least a dozen messages to sift through—all of them asking what happened with Elle. The guys have figured out over the years that I have feelings for her, but I’m still worried they’ll judge me if I finally admit it. They shouldn’t, except I gave Ronan shit when he wanted to date Nora, and teased Lucas and Russ when they fell for their girls.
Sorry, guys. I’ve been busy.
Russ
Busy? You ghosted us!
Luc
Where the hell have you been?
Ronan
How was your date?
I’m surprised Nora didn’t tell you.
Ronan
No, Elle told her not tosay anything.
I did get out of her that your date was the best Elle’s ever had. In Nora’s defence, there was bribing on my part for details.
Bribing?
Ronan
I’d rather not say how, but my interrogation tactics are unmatched.
Russ
Someone fill me in. What the hell happened last night?
Luc
I’d gather there was a bit of rooting.
Russ
Really? Did you finally get your dick wet, Will?
Fuck off. All of you.
Russ
You love her. Admit it.
My fingers move as fast as my heart is racing; no doubt in my response.
I do.
Luc
Bloody hell, mate. That has to be the quickest response you’ve ever had to a text.
It’s true. I’m in love with her. Please don’t tell Nora.