Love Punched | COMPLETED

36. Talk It Out

(Lila's P.O.V)

"Uwahh! I missed you!!" Nora hugged me as I sat at the lunch table, and I rose an unamused brow.

"You saw me one hour ago."

She shrugged, nudging Michael with her elbow, "That doesn't matter, right?"

He nodded, his smile at Nora's antics no secret anymore.

Michael and Nora were officially dating as of three days ago.

Good for them.

"Hey, Lila." Warren tugged on my hair as he took a seat and began digging into his food.

I grunted a response and sipped on my cold coffee contently because I needed to savor this peace until he ruined it.

"My dream girl's looking good today." A flirty remark and a dimpled smile I ignored.

But the butterflies in my stomach didn't get the memo.

I didn't respond to him, and Rebecca slid in next to Looney Tunes.

Despite a week having passed since our ordeal, I wasn't past the feelings of betrayal and anger at Diego and Derek.

Of course, I couldn't show it.

Much.

To either of them.

Diego was a different story, but Derek....

Well, this guy hadn't actually hidden anything from me.

I glanced at him as he conversed with Rebecca, chiseled jaw and pretty tattoos all on display to suck in all the girls.

I noted Rebecca's besotted smile and something curled inside of me, rearing its ugly head like that time at Blue when I'd spilled drinks on the girl's talking about Derek as The Wolf.

Warren caught me staring and shook his head, a little curl to his lips that I ignored.

I looked away, feeling a little guilty for many reasons, and thinking back on the sick day I'd had around a week or so ago only made my emotions scatter away like ashes on the wind.

So yeah, the fact that Derek had tended to me so caringly may have made my heart melt.

That he'd been honest to a fault was just the cherry on top.

When I'd asked Derek questions, he'd answered them honestly.

I'd learned to read him to a certain extent, and aside from the longing and the lust in his gaze every time he looked at me, I could also tell when he was lying.

And he wasn't. Ever.

He hadn't lied to me.

Which was a big deal in itself.

He'd change the topic or shift the conversation or give a vague answer but never lie.

And it was almost an endearing trait.

I mean, how many of us could claim to have found a guy that had not once lied to them?

I know all his secrets now, even the ones he didn't volunteer to share, but during my interrogation, I'd gotten enough out of him.

Something told me that Derek wouldn't support what Ana and Roy were involved in.

I wanted to believe that. Think well of him, but I'd learned to always double-check. Making assumptions led to misunderstandings, and that was plain stupid.

"You totally like him now, don't you?" Nora chuckled as I choked on my drink and glared at her.

"What? No!"