Even when he was being all intense and bossy, Oliver’s eyes stayed soft on her. “What’s wrong?”
Patricia looped her arms around his neck and gave him her best pout. “I don’t like it here.”
Oliver’s breath hitched. He pulled her close, suddenly so protective it almost hurt. “Alright, let’s go to the bedroom.”
They were just about to leave when Patricia’s phone, still on the table, started to ring.
Oliver glanced at the screen. His jaw tightened instantly. The irritation he’d just managed to push down after dinner was back in a flash.
He knew that number better than he cared to admit.
Patricia never noticed it, but Oliver had looked into Theo more times than he could count. He hadn’t meant to memorize the number, but with a mind like his, there was no forgetting it.
He picked up her phone and handed it over. “Answer it.”
Patricia didn’t really remember Theo’s full number, but the three nines at the end stood out. And with Oliver’s clipped tone, it was pretty obvious who was calling.
She hesitated. “I don’t want to.”
Oliver’s voice softened, coaxing. “Come on. Just answer.”
She shook her head, voice firmer now. “I really don’t want to.”
Oliver’s gaze locked on her, steady and intense, but his words were gentle. “Pattie, do you really want to drive me crazy? If you don’t pick up, my mind’s going to run wild with a hundred reasons why he’s calling.”
He’d been holding himself back for months, ever since Patricia got back to Riverdale. He tried not to overthink what was between her and Theo. He knew there was nothing there anymore. Patricia would never go out of her way to talk to Theo.
But still, he was jealous—jealous of those wasted three years, jealous of Theo, jealous enough to wish the guy would just disappear.
Patricia eased herself out of his arms, just enough to give them both a little space. She held his gaze, her eyes tired but calm. “Theo doesn’t matter. He’s not even close to being your competition.”


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