Page 25 of Crown Jewels
“What if he’s with Tiffany?” She was no good for him.
“Why the hell would he be with Tiffany?”
“He hasn’t been home in three days.” I pointed out. “He has to be with someone.”
My brother’s brows pulled together. “He was here last night.”
“He was?”
“Yeah.” Mitch said. “He came home around midnight and left twenty minutes before you got up.”
Huh? Okay, so he was avoiding me.
“Why are you so worried about Vahn?”
“I’m not.” I might have said that a little too high pitched. Lowering my tone I clarified. “I hadn’t seen him, and thought he might be in trouble. Is there something wrong with worrying about my friend?”
“Friend?” Suspicion narrowed Mitch’s stare. “Since when is Vahn your friend?”
Damnit. I should’ve thought that answer through.
“He’s always been my friend… Yeah, he’s an ass but we live together… you’re always hanging around him, so we’re in close proximity. Stop asking me questions. If you didn’t want me to be friends with Vahn, then maybe you shouldn’t have brought him around. You have no one else to blame for this but yourself.”
Mitch stared at me for a second before saying, “Why are you acting weird?”
“I’m not acting weird. You’re acting weird.”
I was definitely acting weird. But what was I going to say? Your best friend shoved his hand down my pants, worked me into a frenzy, and is now avoiding me? Mitch got in a fist fight with his best friend in high school because he tried to kiss me.
They never spoke to each other again. And Mitch had known that guy for ten years. My brother needed Vahn. I wasn’t going to let what we both obviously thought was a mistake end their friendship.
Did Vahn think it was a mistake? Did I?
“Did something happen?” Mitch asked.
“No.”
“Emma.” Mitch warned.
He was the one person who could always tell when I was lying.
“Did Vahn touch you?”
Why would he automatically jump to that conclusion? It was true, but still.
“Could you really see Vahn touching me?” I gave Mitch my best are you dumb look.
He was silent for a minute, while I held my breath and prayed that he wouldn’t see through my lie. When he burst out laughing, I didn’t know whether to be insulted or relieved.
“You’re right.” He chuckled. “Like Vahn would ever waste his time with you. That guy has a line of prime pussy waiting for him.”
Well, fuck you too Mitch.
“Can you imagine?”
Actually I could.
He laughed harder and slapped his hand on the table. “You and Vahn.”
