When I saw Elliot like that, my heart gave a small jolt.
Why did he look so strange?
He looked almost jealous.
But that thought sobered me instantly.
Elliot didn't love me. How could he possibly be jealous over me?
Hadn't I learned that lesson the hard way enough times already?
I couldn't let myself read too much into it again.
He was probably angry that I had changed the code and kept him out of the house.
"Oh, no, you're not interrupting at all."
At some point, Nathan had come down the stairs on those long legs of his.
He stood behind me with that handsome face of his and spoke in a tone clearly designed to infuriate Elliot.
"Vanessa and I had a late night, so we were hoping to sleep in. But hey, a guest is a guest. We wouldn't blame you for dropping by. What brings you here t
