Jealousy burned through my chest like the wick of a flame. I tried to force it back. I didn’t have any right to be jealous, technically speaking. He wasn’t my boyfriend. Hell, he wasn’t even my friend.
Running my fingers through my hair, I paced back and forth, trying to get my brain to function. This was the last f*****g thing that I needed. After all the progress I had made, all the effort I’d put in…
“Goddamn it!”
Without thinking, I snatched the apple out of the air when Theo tossed it up again. He was too caught off guard to stop me as I hurled it at the door where Matteo had just been. The apple split in half and landed on the floor with a thump.
“Mais tu es fou ou quoi?”
I wanted something else to throw, something else to break, but a light hand landed on my shoulder, stopp
