Chapter 391

I chopped his hand off of my shoulder. "Why not?"

Screw the niceties, I needed food. I ate two chocolate chip cookie dough flavored protein bars that stuck in my throat, while Drio stood there, face twitching, figuring out how to answer. It made me want to punch him. This wasn't a hard question.

Compulsion or not, everything else about him was normal. He knew my name and that I was Nava's best friend, he could probably describe my apartment in perfect detail. He'd just conveniently lost the one piece of information that mattered most-that I was the woman he'd declared his feeling for in such an over-the-top way that it had gone viral-and I didn't have it in me to be the bigger person. My goblin had come out when I'd seen him with Isabella and he couldn't even remember what I meant to him.

"You're..." He stretched out his hand like he was about to caress my cheek, then dropped his hand at his side. Confusion flitted over his face.