Page 84 of Addicted to You
“Okay. Text her and see if she wants to meet for brunch, and let me know. I really need to go.”
“Okay.”
I kissed him one last timebefore leaving.
Silasand I walked into the cafe together, the small bell above the door chiming as we stepped inside. Britt was already seated at a table by the window, scrolling through her phone. She looked up when she heard the door, her brow furrowing when she spotted us.
“Hey,” she said slowly, setting her phone down. Her gaze flicked between us, then landed on me. “What are you doing here?”
I pulled out a chair and sat down across from her. Silas sat next to me after giving her a brief hug. “Nice to see you too, Britt.”
Her eyes narrowed. “I thought I was just meeting Silas. And why did you guys come here together? I thought you weren’t his sober companion anymore.”
Silas exhaled. “We need to talk to you about something.”
Britt’s posture stiffened. “Okay...” She looked between us again, and then the color drained from her face. “Oh my God, are you back on drugs? Is that why he’s here?”
“No!” Silas said quickly. “Jesus. I’ve been sober for months.”
“Then what—” She stopped suddenly, her eyes widening as I draped my arm on the back of Silas’s chair. “Wait. Are you two ...?” Her gaze darted to me, then back to Silas. “No. No way.”
Silas cleared his throat. “Yeah. We are.”
She stared at us like she was waiting for the punchline. When neither of us spoke, she blinked. “Are you messing with me?”
I shook my head. “No.”
Her mouth opened, then closed, then opened again. “I—what? Since when? Is that why you didn’t want to get back together?”
“Wait. You wanted to get back together?” Silas questioned, looking at me.
“No. I told her no.” I looked at her. “But it had nothing to do with Silas. He and I weren’t together.”
Crossing her arms, she leaned back in her chair and pinned me with a glare. “So, let me get this straight. You’re dating my brother?”
I hesitated, but there was no sense in dancing around it. “Yeah.”
She blinked. “I don’t even know what to say.”
“Say you’re okay with it,” Silas urged. “Say you’re not going to make this weird.”
Britt rubbed her temples and let out a breath. “It’s already weird, Silas. It’s really fucking weird.”
“I love him, Britt.” Silas squeezed my knee under the table.
Britt exhaled sharply. “Jesus.” She stared at the table for a long moment before finally looking back up. “I need a minute to wrap my head around this.”
Silas swallowed. “Take all the time you need.”
“Yeah. I think I’m gonna need more than just a minute.” She stood and walked out of the restaurant without another word.
After a few moments, Silas said, “That didn’t go well.”
“Nope.” I shook my head and let out a breath. “At least she didn’t make a scene.”
“For real, but I know the guys will take the news better.”
I snorted a laugh. “I wasn’t dating any of them.”
