ONCE I WAS DRESSED in my best jeans and favorite black shirt, I headed downstairs. Elliot was nowhere to be seen.
He’d obviously decided he didn’t want to see Bella again, and that was fine by me.
I grabbed my cell phone and wallet and headed out the door. Elliot wasn’t a child, and I wasn’t his mother. If he didn’t want to see our mate again, that was on him.
Personally, I thought it was pretty ridiculous to leave her to Jonah and me, but I’d never tried to figure out Elliot or his moods before.
Then again, I’d never really cared before that he was a grumpy bastard. It didn’t affect me when I was just his friend. As his co-mate, or whatever we wanted to call this new relationship we found ourselves in, there might be issues that needed to be resolved.
I walked the two blocks over to
