Page 18 of Trust Me

He looked from me to the guys. Linc smiled at him, which made Tilian blush before his eyes met mine. “Uh, can I talk to you?”

I just nodded, then started walking toward the locker room. He followed, still looking like this was his worst nightmare. When we were inside, I leaned against a row of lockers.

“You alright?”

He lifted one shoulder. “I’m worried.”

“Go on.”

With a sigh, he ran both his hands through his hair. It fell over his forehead, and when he hung his head, I couldn’t see his eyes anymore.

“I can’t get ahold of Brooks.”

Of course we were back to this. The guy hadn’t been in class today, and I could see the way it got to Tilian. He was the king of overthinking, and it didn’t help that he seemed hella attached already.

What would a friend do in this situation?

“Do you need me to check on him?” I offered a little reluctantly.

He lifted his head. “Would you?”

“I mean, maybe, but why don’t you?”

“He obviously doesn’t want to talk to me.”

“I don’t think that’s obvious. Maybe he’s busy.”

“Too busy to text?” He snorted. “That’s not like him.”

“Do you even know what’s like him?”

He frowned, and I scolded myself for sounding rude. As much as I didn’t trust the guy, this wasn’t about my history with Brooks. It was about Tilian.

Putting a hand on his shoulder, I waited for him to look at me again. “I’ll see what I can do. You shouldn’t worry so much about it.”

“If I’m not worrying, I must be dead.”

“Seriously, don’t let this guy mess up your head. I’ll let you know if I find him.”

Wrapping his arms around himself, he nodded. “Sorry I interrupted your workout.”

“I’m done anyway. You heading home?”

“I was going to get some coffee. Have you been to that place down the street?”

“I don’t think so.”

“Walk with me.”

I just grunted my agreement and stuck by his side.

“So, what’s happening on the roommate front?” he asked as we left the building. “Distract me with good news.”

“I told him I’d do it.”

“That’ll be cool.”

“Maybe.”