as David poured. “What the hell?!”
I peeked out at Alex from the other side of David and grinned. “HE didn’t yell at me for pissing someone off, so HE can share in my happiness.”
David suddenly stopped in mid-motion. “Who’d you piss off now, Paige?” The apprehension in his voice was obvious and I could have sworn I saw him tremble.
“No one new.”
David nodded and blew out a little sigh of relief. Bringing the mug to his lips, he eyed me from over the rim. “Is he still mad about the woods incident?”
Alex’ laugh echoed through the room. “The woods incident?! Ha! That’s child’s play compared to last night!”
After turning around to set his mug on the counter, David grabbed me by the shoulders and turned me to face him. “Did you do something stupid AGAIN last night?!”
“No!” I threw my hands up to get David to let me go. “Chris blew up Tomb last night while Alex and I were there and…”
“He did what?!” The color immediately dropped from his face and his mouth hung open in a mixture of terror and disbelief. His head swung around to face Alex. “And you were there?”
Alex groaned while pulling himself into an upright position. “Yep. And, as usual, Paige had to go running away and almost get herself killed…again.”
David’s head swung back to me. “What were you doing there?”
“Daemon and I were driving back from my parents’ place and Logan called to report that Chris had been spotted at the club. We went by so Daemon could deal with the cops.”
“Why were you at your parents?”
“So I could yell at them for lying to me about Buddy.”
His eyes bugged out as a vein noticeably pulsed at his temple. “Wait…what? Your parents lied to you about Buddy?”
I nodded.
“What…why…” He shook his head as he became more frustrated. I giggled a little over the amount of information a person can miss over the course of eight hours of sleep.
“How did you find out your parents lied to you about Buddy?
“Daemon.”
“Daemon knows Buddy?”
“Daemon is Buddy.”
David froze. Literally, froze. His muscles didn’t twitch, his eyes didn’t wander. I was concerned because it didn’t appear that his chest was moving with his breaths. At that moment, he was a mannequin whose expression was a mixture of shock and disbelief, with a sprinkling of confusion thrown in for good measure.
Alex chuckled and pushed himself up to walk into the kitchen. As he approached, he reached out and patted David on the back. “I know, man. That was my reaction when Paige told me at the club.”
David stood there mouth agape. I jumped slightly when he finally spoke again. “What did your parents lie about? How did you find out Daemon is Buddy? How are you acting so calm about this? How is Alex so calm about this? Did Tomb really blow up? How are you two even alive if you were there?”
A sympathetic expression played over my face as I watched David attempt to process what he had just learned. His never ending barrage of questions was staggering. He was like a computer that short circuited from too much input. I probably should have broken all of this to him little by little, but I had to admit it was more fun watching him flip the fuck out. “There, there, David, let’s go to the couch and I’ll explain everything.”
My arm went around David’s shoulder and I gingerly walked him over to the sofa. We sat down and as I settled into the soft, cozy leather, I heard a distinct clink of glass against metal. My head spun to the kitchen and, sure enough, Alex was stealing the last of the coffee. My brows furrowed as I glared in his direction. Alex turned to look at me while pouring out the last of the contents, his lips turning up into a large, shit-eating grin.
The bastard!
Chapter Four
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