I open my mouth, then close it. The longer he talks, the clearer his intentions become and the more pathetic the whole thing looks.
“I don’t understand what you’re doing.” I finally say.
He blinks. “Huh”
“With Layla.” I cross my arms. “Look, I’ve seen people catch feelings fast. It happens, it’s whatever. But you’re doing the absolute most for someone you barely know and it’s starting to show.” I tilt my head. “I’m not your enemy. You don’t have to sabotage whatever she has going on with me just to get her attention. That’s not a good look on you.”
The kitchen goes very quiet. Eliot stares at me for a long moment, then he laughs.
“Sabotage.” He repeats. “That’s what you think I was doing.”
“I think you were doing something.”
He tilts his head slowly, something working behind his
