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Chapter 131
e to know all of his nursery rhymes. I would engage
Leo is reciting a poem in the backseat of the car. This is his fourth poem Appttently, he wants me with him more if I was in a better mood. But Julian was suddenly in a sour mood, and now so was 1.
He’s a sweet kid, but I’m distracted by Julian’s cold demeanor. I know he’s probably mad that I was speaking with Nice. But he can’t expect me to give up my best friend. It’s buds before studs forever.
Leo stops speaking to take a water break. He fishes his sippy bottle from his hug and begins drinking from it.
“Julian?” I say softly.
“Hm?” He grunts.
is something wrong.
“No.” The wont comes in a staccato.
Yes, something is fucking wrong.
1 give him a small smile and keep a hand on his knee. He doesn’t move. Doesn’t look at me. Doesn’t say anything. –
“I’m driving, Ginevra.” He says, and lifts my hand with his, placing it back in my lap.
The rebuke, the action stings. But I don’t say anything. My eyes threaten to water for a moment, and then stop.
Julian pulls
Is up in front of a small ice cream place
“Come on,” He says, and gets down from the car. He opens up the back door and helps Les out. Quietly, I follow them inside.
Lea
takes his time choosing what he wants, and Julian and I stand
and awkwardly.
y, waiting, a a fire of unsaid words burning between us.
Le finally decides he wants black currant in a cone and tells that to julian. He looks at me. “And what do you want?”
“Nothing.” I mumble. “Thanks.“
Julian rolls his eyes.
That’s kind of hot. Or maybe I’m just down bad.
He gives in his and Leo’s order, and I wait, looking into my phone, texting Nico,
“Here,” Julian grunts. I look up, and sure as hell, he’s got ine ice cream cookies and cream and strawberry in a cup, my favorite. I don’t know how he knows this, or maybe it’s just a lucky guess, but something in my heart flutters.
“I don’t want any – I begin, because I’m an absolute moron.
“Ginevra.” Julian says lowly, “I’m pissed as it is. Just take it.”
Damn
“Thank you.” I whisper, and take the plastic cup from him, giving him a meek smile. “This is my favourite.”
He nods. I kno
“Ginny! Suddenly, Len is tugging at my jeans.
“Yes, bro?” I say, grinning widely.
“Into the best in the world?“”
I laugh, looking at Julian. “Yes, he is
Back in the cat, the three of us eat silently, the only sound being the soft hum of music on the radio. We are now listening to Leo’s choice – a surprising
ums out he loves metal? Strange child.
Julian finishes his banana split in seconds, and begins driving
We drop off Leo at Don’s house, then he begins to take us back to the tattoo shop. Tll come back tomorrow to get my tattoo. He informs.
I sigh deeply. Alright. Let’s do this.
“Tilian.” I say.
He looks over at me, cocking his eyebrow, still driving
Please Is
He shakes his head, then pulls over on the side of the road.
“What?” He says. His voice is cold, as has been since my call with Nico.
I tum down the music, and reach over to caress the back of his neck, then shift so I’m turned towards him. I reach out and take his hand.
Talk to me, please.” I whisper. “What’s wr
“I told you nothing is wrong. Ginevra,”
wrong?”
His eyes narrow, “Don’t tell me what to do, Ginevra.”
Ugh. He is so difficult.
“Kiss me, Julian. Tell me were fine.” I say, pleading him with my eyes.
Julian’s jaw is set, his
is lips a hard line, the blue in his right eye shining in the sunlight.
“Are you fucking Nicola?”
“Huh?” I am dumbfounded. “Of course not, why would you think that?”
“You told him you were with Cassie. Why wouldn’t you tell him you’re with me? Because he’s your boyfriend and you shouldn’t be with another man?”
“Julian, 1 – “I begin.
The look on his face changes. “Are you ashamed of being with me?” His lips twist on the word, as if he can’t believe he’s saying it, as if he can’t believe
I gasp. “No! Never in a thousand years. I’m not with Nico. And I’m not ashamed of you. I’m the one you should be ashamed of. Look at yourself, and look at me. If anything. Im the luckiest girl on the planet that you even remotely want me.”
“Then why, Ginevra?” He says, his smile sardonic
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