Chapter 56

Curtis stared at Delia, while she looked back, completely dazed. After a beat, Delia smacked her forehead lightly. "Ah! I... I think I know what you're gonna say. You found out I met with Matthew just now, didn't you?" Curtis' eyes softened slightly at her frankness. He replied with a slight huff, "Yeah." Delia let out a sigh of relief, rolling her eyes. "Babe, seriously, can you just say what's on your mind next time? You scared the hell outta me just now. You could've just asked." "So why did you meet him? And why'd you take his flowers?" Delia narrowed her eyes and pinched his cheek. "You. Jealous again, huh? Next time, just admit it up front. Even if you didn't ask, I was gonna tell you everything anyway." Her throat felt parched-she hadn't had anything to drink since blasting Matthew at the café, then she'd spent all this energy explaining herself. She scanned his desk for anything to drink and spotted a coffee mug. "I need a drink first, babe. I'm dying over here." "Let-" Curtis