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As time progresses, the annoyance threatens to boil over. How could Finn choose someone so bad for me when I found him someone he’s actually having a good time with?
It’s not until Henry’s most surprising proclamation of the night that I realise Ineedto talk to Finn. So when Finn stands up to go to the bathroom, I follow thirty seconds later and wait in the corridor for him, tapping my fingers against my leg to a frenetic beat. When he comes back through the door, dragging a hand through his hair, he barely has time to breathe before I’ve backed him against the wall.
‘This is entirely your fault,’ I grit out, no more than two feet between us.
His eyebrows raise in aggravating amusement, eyes just the right side of tipsy. ‘Nice to see you too, Ava Monroe. What a delightful coincidence.’
He doesn’t seem surprised to see me. He must’ve already noticed I was here. ‘Of all the restaurants in London you’re here at the same one as me, at exactly the same time I am?’
‘I’d heard good things about this place.’ The corridor’s low-lit, but there’s enough light to see he’s enjoying this reaction from me.
‘Itoldyou about this restaurant. And when to come.’
‘And you’re annoyed I… listened to you?’ He folds his arms and leans back just slightly, appraising me with the kind of languid look that would make weaker women than me blush. To clarify; not me.
‘You need to leave. It’s not fair. You’re…’ I pull my eyes away from his arms, because he’s quite obviously folded them to make them look better in that stupid blue shirt. ‘You’re distracting me.’
He barks out a laugh. ‘Says the person keeping me away from my table by surprise-attacking me on my way out of the bathroom.’
‘I’m distracted by how obnoxiously loud your laugh is. I can hear it from all the way over by the door.’
‘Oh, you’re sitting by the door?’ His face fills with mock pity, eyebrows drawing together, lips moving into a pout. ‘You should try the window booths, they’re great.’
If looks could kill, he’d be worm food by now. ‘If I have to hear you roar with laughter one more time I’m going to—’
‘To what?’ That stupid telltale mouth twitch. He drops his voice, ‘If I didn’t know better, I’d think you were jealous.’
‘Why would I be jealous?’
He watches me steadily. ‘You tell me.’
Fuck, he’s right. Maybe I am jealous. Jealous he’s having a good time. Not jealous of anything else.Definitelynot of Alex the equestrian. Still, the air feels different in this hallway, somehow thicker and lighter at the same time, and it’s making it difficult for me to fully catch my breath.
‘Dinner with Henry is going well, I take it?’ he asks. His biceps flex when he tightens his folded arms. ‘I thought you’d like him. He looks like Milo fromAtlantis, and I know you have a penchant for malecartoon characters.’
‘He’s lovely.’
‘Agreed. A bit eccentric, but lovely.’
My eyes are slits. I can barely see but I’m hoping I at least look menacing. ‘Eccentric is one word for it. Do you know what he just told me?’
‘No?’
‘Guess.’
He frowns. ‘That’s… Ava, that’s quite a broad question.’
‘Fucking guess.’ I’m about four seconds from stomping on his head, and I’m wearing my Docs tonight, so I really feel like I could do some damage.
He looks at me, from my shoulders down to my toes, slow and deliberate, and my skin flushes under his gaze. ‘He told you he likes your outfit?’
‘No,’ the frustration rises, a rumble in my stomach threatening to erupt into a growl, ‘guess again.’
His eyes glint in the flickering light from the bulb above our heads. ‘That blue biros are better than black biros?’
‘No. But they are.’
‘They absolutely are not.’
