Page 73 of Tell Me Everything
“Me too.”
Robin hugged me one last time and whispered, “I didn't expect you to choose a guy like Alex.”
Even if it was rather blunt, he wasn’t wrong. “Why?”
“I thought you'd choose someone more like yourself. Someone with your passion for dance.”
“Weird, right? And yet, Alex is exactly my type.”
He ran a hand through his curls. Alex was my type, but Robin was still a tiny bit my type, too.
“There was a time when I was your type,” he murmured, smirking.
I swallowed hard. “How do you know that?” I squeaked, mortified.
“You're too transparent when you love someone. I hope he takes good care of you.” He winked before leaving the Partea, leaving me red as a peony in the café.
I took a deep breath and went back to my friends, who were all watching me. Sophie with astonishment, Nina with incomprehension, and Alex with displeasure.
“I can’t believe it. I’m gone for five minutes and you get hit on by someone else!”
“Robin wasn't hitting on me.”
Alas. My ego would have appreciated it if he had. Alex was seething; his neck turned red.
“You could have told him you were taken.”
I knew I shouldn’t, but I wanted to annoy him a little more. “I am? Since when?”
“Not funny,” he grumbled.
“Are you jealous?” I asked innocently.
Alex clenched his jaw. He was so jealous.I love this.
“I'm not jealous.” Alex went back to the counter to get our drinks. He returned to the table without looking in my direction. I kissed his cheek, but Alex continued to ignore me.
Nina rolled her eyes.
I wrapped my arms around his neck and pressed my cheek against his. “Are you done?”
“I've already told you, I'm not jealous.”
I gave up. Nina and Sophie glanced at each other, but remained silent. Perhaps I'd taken the joke too far.
“Yeah, and I’m the queen,” I mumbled.
Even though he had been scowling mere seconds before, he laughed. “What an honour, Your Majesty.”
The sky began to darken. Once we'd finished our drinks, Alex offered to take me home.
I was about to accept when Nina interjected, “We'll bring her back.”
“I can do it,” said Alex, grabbing his car keys.
“We'll bring her back,” Nina repeated in a tone that indicated she didn't want to be contradicted.
I wanted to retort that I could very well choose who I wanted to go home with, but I kept my mouth shut. What was going on? Alex accepted and left the café. Only a couple remained at the other end of the room.
