“Repeating it over and over isn’t going to change the outcome,” I said.
Aaron was handling it well. Much better than I’d expected. But he was good at pasting on a smile and pretending everything was okay.
I guess he and Sofia had that in common.
Silence hung between us. Thick and awkward. The server must have noticed the tension because even she kept her distance.
I let out a heavy sigh, running a hand over my face. “I really like her, Aaron.”
“Fuck,” he breathed. “I don’t know what you want me to say?”
“I guess it would be nice to get your blessing.”
“And if I won’t give it?” He pinned me with a dark look.
“I’m not going to walk away from her.”
“At least you’re loyal. But fucking hell, Kandon, you were supposed to be loyal to me.”
“You and Poppy—”
“It’s not the same.” I cocked a brow, and he made a small derisive sound in the back of his throat. “Girls don’t get as weird about that shit.”
“Keep telling yourself that.”
“What the fuck does that mean?”
“If Sofia had asked you to walk away from Poppy, would you have?”
“She wouldn’t—”
“Humor me.”
He cut me with a murderous glare. “No.”
“Doesn’t seem much different to me at all.”
“It’s going to take some time,” Aaron said. “I don’t want to see you macking on her anytime soon.”
“We can be discreet.” I smirked.
“Fucking asshole,” he muttered, picking up a menu.
“You hungry?”
“Always.”
And that was that. Aaron knew about my intentions for Sofia, and he hadn’t tried to break my face.
I called that a small win.
Until he looked up at me over the menu and growled, “If you hurt her, I’ll breaking your fucking legs.”
“I’d like to see you try.”
Besides, something told me it wasn’t Sofia’s heart on the line.
CHAPTERFIFTEEN