Page 269 of When We Fall: Part Two
Alessio scowled at me, making Drake chortle.
“Because he has been out every night this week, sleeping not here, and…” Matteo nodded to Klaus. “He has a fading mark on his neck. So he’s getting laid several times a week, or he’s met someone. What is her name?”
Klaus wiped his mouth. “Her name is unimportant.”
“So there is a woman,” I said, interested that the big, grouchy bastard could hook a woman who could stand his attitude. “Where did you meet her?”
“Club.”
“Which one?” Alessio asked, seemingly interested now that Klaus had confirmed he was seeing someone.
“Blades.” Klaus drank again, looking uncomfortable.
“And you played quickly to get back to her,” Matteo said.
“It is my night off,” Klaus said. “I would like to go to her, yes.”
“On a date?” Drake asked.
Klaus scowled at him. “No.”
“She must be a good lay to keep him interested,” Alessio said, smirking at Klaus. “I don’t know him to stay with a woman for longer than a night.”
“Have you told Levin?” Drake asked.
Klaus’s scowl turned into a glare. “No. It is not necessary. We are merely two people who get along.”
“And fuck,” Matteo finished. “Bring her to me. I want to meet her.”
“Fine.” Klaus finished off his drink. “But not yet. She will decide when she is ready.”
Matteo studied him for a moment before inclining his head. “So be it.”
“I’ll see you tomorrow,” Klaus said before leaving without another word.
“Is it weird for him to date?” I asked, watching as Drake sank his shot.
“Quite,” Matteo replied, watching Drake knock the next ball in.
“He’s allowed to, right?”
“He is,” Matteo murmured. “It’s simply unusual.”
“He seems happy,” I commented, thinking about how damn miserable I was. I hadn’t spoken to Rosalie in almost two weeks. I pulled out my phone and opened the texts from her. The last one was sent exactly two weeks ago. I spent a lot of my time replaying our kiss in my head. Fuck, I missed her.
I was a shitty friend.
But hell, it hurt to want her and not have her.
I sent her a message, deciding we needed to catch up. It wasn’t right that we were so close yet so far away.
Anson: Hey, I was wondering if you’d like to get dinner sometime. Maybe see a movie or catch a show? I heard Hicks is doing an open showcase tomorrow night. We could check out the talent, or lack thereof.
I waited for her reply, and it came a moment later.
Rosalie: Sure. What time?
Anson: Depends. Dinner first?
