I shut Johnny's office door behind me with a quiet thud, keeping my fingers crossed that no one would hear me as I departed. I was not so lucky.
Turning to head down the stairs, my eyes were instantly met with a look of shock exuding from Dylan's, still sitting quietly at his desk. There was no doubt about it, he was absolutely gawking at me. Oh, fuck.
I began to make my way down the short staircase into the office space, dreading looking up to meet Dylan's gaze. As I looked down, I realized my outfit was still completely disheveled. Shit. I smoothed over my clothes hastily, almost missing a step as I did, tripping and nearly falling my way down into the office. Smooth. Unnoticeable.
I made it halfway to the door before Dylan spoke.
"Hey, Lucy?"
Fuck.
"Yeah?" I hesitantly turned around.
"Uhh.. I don't really know how to say this, so I'm just going to say it."
"Hmm?" Shit.
"Be careful."
Hearing those words made me stop in my tracks. What? "I'm sorry?" I looked back at him, clearly puzzled.
He looked very uncomfortable, shifting in his seat as he spoke. "Just... please be careful. I have known Johnny for a long time, and..." Dylan glanced up at Johnny's closed office door before continuing on, sighing deeply, pausing for a moment. "This is weird. I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said anything. Forget about it."
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The Other Brother
Romance❝𝒀𝒆𝒔, 𝒔𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕. 𝑺𝒊𝒕. 𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒕𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒆 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒇⁕⁕𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒗𝒆𝒏, 𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒍. 𝒀𝒐𝒖'𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒂𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒕 𝒔𝒐 𝒘𝒆𝒍𝒍, 𝒃𝒂𝒃𝒚 𝒈𝒊𝒓𝒍. 𝑺𝒐 𝒈𝒐𝒐𝒅 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒎𝒆.❞ ✘ After experiencing crushing heartbreak, twenty-s...