Extrait

Gabe’s lips tightened. It was the most serious I’d ever seen him in my life.

“Gabe.”

He shot me a tortured look. “I can’t stop thinking about her.”

Hope began to blossom in my chest for my friends. “Then what’s the problem? Give it a shot.”

“No.” He shook his head adamantly. “I don’t date. I’m not good at it. And I would end up hurting her. So no.”

I wasn’t exactly following his logic but I’d never seen such a mulish expression on his face so I knew he meant it. “So you’ll be cool with her dating other guys, then?”

“How? Is she dating someone? What do you know?”

What a dipshit. I made a face at his obvious jealousy. “You are so screwed.”

...Gabe scowled at me. “Nah-uh. I’m very charming if you hadn’t noticed. I can win Charlotte’s friendship back.”

“It’s good that you’re optimistic. That’s nice.” I bit into a fry. “Delusional. But nice.”

His chair scraped across the floor as he pushed back from the table. “That’s what I get for seeking advice from a girl.”

“I know,” I called out as he was walking away. “The truth hurts.”

He flipped me the bird without turning back and I ignored the curious looks around us. I couldn’t care less. Gabe needed to hear the truth, so he could pull his head out of his ass and ask Charlotte out.

As for me, I needed to find her and make sure she was okay.