ALISON
"What the hell was that about?" I barked at Nolan. I dragged him to the kitchen so we could talk privately after Michael left.
"You heard Michael. Jacob has a headache," Nolan said. Smirking his devilish smirk, he made air quotes, emphasizing the word 'headache.'
"Yes, I know he was faking it. I am not talking about Michael. I am talking about you," I said and lightly pushed him.
Nolan shrugged and stared at me blankly. I didn't blame him since not a whole lot was going on in that brain of his. "What did I do this time? I thought we were having a good time?"
"Why were you being so nice to me in front of Michael? You were all...do you want me to get you your purse, Ali, stay with me, so I don't get lonely Ali. You are never nice to me. Are you trying to make Michael suspicious?"
