What the hell was that?
I snap out of it and pull back an inch to regain my composure. He’s batshit crazy if he thinks he can stand in the way of me and my morning coffee.
“Move. I’m not going to ask again.”
He ignores me, wetting his mouth by running his tongue across his bottom lip, and my eyes follow the motion.
“Fine.” I huff, deciding it’s too early to plan a murder.
An alarm rips me from my thoughts.
Theo jerks his phone out of his pocket.
“Fuck, I have a job interview in ten minutes. Later.”
He’s out the door before I know it. We hear his red car speed out of the driveway a few seconds later. That’s when a text comes through on Finn’s phone, and he pulls it out of his pocket. I catch his smirk when he sees the sender.
Booty call alert.
Is it Brie again?
None of your business, Dia.
He’s quick to snatch his keys out of his pocket and walk to the door.
“Hey?” I shadow him to the entryway.
Opening the door, he glances back at me.
“Why’d you eat it?” I ask.
He frowns. “Eat what?”
“The pizza. You said you hated olives.”
He bites back a smile from the moment the words slip out of my mouth.
“I lied. I knew if I told you I hated olives, that’s exactly what you’d order.”
My mouth goes slack, but he exits the house before I get a chance to react. The boy played me like a fucking marionette.
Clever bastard.
Lexie’s tongue sweeping across my palm brings me back to reality, and I pet the top of her head while she presses her cheek to my leg.
“I’m going to shower. Then we’re going for a walk, okay?” I ask as though she understands me. I’m halfway to the upstairs bathroom linked to my bedroom when my own phone chimes with a text.
From an unknown number.
Unknown Number: I rearranged your bathroom a bit. Thought you could use more counter space. You’re welcome.
It’s Finn.
Has to be.
And according to the blaring sirens in my head? He did a hell of a lot more than just “rearrange” my bathroom. My pulse accelerating, I bolt up the stairs and swing the door to my bathroom open.
I find the counter where my stuff was yesterday completely cleared out. How could I miss this? Wait, I used the downstairs bathroom this morning, didn’t I? I cringe when I notice the toilet seat is up and run to it.