murder?”
Since the answer was yes, Greg didn’t have much else to offer her. Or maybe he did. Maybe sitting there on the bed, holding her hand, was all she really needed. That’s when he realized what he’d done. He’d officially let himself be needed.
The worst part about that was despite the tightness in his chest, it felt really good.
CHAPTER SIX
ELAINE POUNDED ON THE LOFT door harder than necessary, impatient for it to open. She winced when Chuck opened the door instead of Greg.
He obviously saw her wince and made a face in return to let her know he wasn’t any more pleased to see her. The childish nature of these gestures was not lost on her. Elaine often felt like the teenage version of herself when she was around Chuck.
Why couldn’t she be normal around him for once? Every time she saw him since it had happened, she felt awkward and uncomfortable in her own skin. He would immediately pick up on her vibe and be just as awkward, which invariably led to them slinging insults at each other. Which would lead anyone who spent any time around them to assume that they hated each other.
Only she didn’t hate him. It had just taken her a while to figure that out.
“Yes?”
“I need to talk to Greg. I know who Eliza Dunning is.”
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