Kir seemed pretty happy with just Kim and me for his Sunday dates.
“What are you doing?” I finally focus on her and all the outfits she’s tossing on the bed.
“Ronan is throwing a party this weekend. He just texted me.”
Since when does Ronan text her?
“You’re really going to Ronan’s party?”
“It’s senior year, Ellie. We won’t live it twice.” She grins, posing with a faux plume scarf around her neck. “Come on, pick something.”
“Pass. I’m not interested in those parties.”
“Stop being Frozen and let’s go.”
“No.”
“One of these days, I’m going to convince you.”
“Never, Satan.”
I’m about to change into my PJ’s when my phone vibrates.
My pulse nearly erupts when I see Aiden’s name.
Aiden: Let’s meet.
I can almost imagine his bossy tone if I heard him say those words. I guess this confirms that he’s back from the camp.
Aiden: I miss you.
Something squeezes so hard in my chest, it’s painful.
How can he say words like that so easily? How can he rattle me just as easily?
Aiden: I know you miss me, too. You don’t have to say it.
Arrogant bastard.
And no, I don’t freaking miss him.
Who misses their tormentor?
Their bully?
Their nightmare?
Aiden: So? Are you coming to meet me or should I improvise?
No idea what that means, but it can’t be good for me.
Elsa: Don’t you dare.
He doesn’t reply.
Goddamn the psycho and damn me for showing that I care.
My gaze strays to Kim. If he’s out of camp, then he must be going to Ronan’s party, right?