[EVIE]
“Do you think he’s watching?” Jude asks under his breath, his lips stretched into a smirk, his eyes not straying my face.
I keep smiling, and it’s easier because I’m not doing this to make Dave jealous. I’m genuinely smiling because my eyes are set on a beautiful face. “I don’t know. How long are we going to do this? And what is the whole point of it?”
“That i***t was rude to you. I’m going to do everything I can to hurt him without even touching him,” he promises.
I fold my arms, breaking character for a moment. “And that involves throwing googly eyes at me?”
“You mean heart-eyes?” his smirk widens into a smile.
“Oh, he’s walking over,” Jude warns, and only a second later I hear Dave call out my name.
Dave’s words are clipped, “Can we talk?”
Jude tilts his head, glarin
