Limerence (Famous Young Things #2)

by Scarlett Drake

“You’re really fucking irritating, do you know that?”

“I thought you liked being complimented? You did on Friday when you were being,”

“such a good boy for me.”

“Give me one reason why not,” I say. “And don’t say because you hate me, because that is also getting boring. It’s also not true or you wouldn’t be here having dinner with me.” He sets down his fork and narrows his eyes at me. “This is a means to an end. I’m not having dinner with you.” I point at his bowl. “Dinner.” And then at myself. “Me. Sorry, princess, but you’re very much having dinner with me.” “Yeah, well, newsflash, I had dinner with my father last week and there’s literally no one on Earth I hate more than him. I can eat food next to you and very much hate you at the same time.” “Wait, you don’t hate me as much as you hate your father?” I grin. “Oh, it’s a really low fucking bar, babe, I wouldn’t look so delighted about it.” He brings his hand up, palm down, and indicates a height a tad shorter than himself. “We’re talking Hitler, my father, and then you.” “‘Babe’? Oh, I like that.”

He’s the only thing I don’t think I could live without. Fuck. I love him. I love Nico Savini. Fuck.

“You look beautiful, by the way,” he says, appraising me. “Your eyes… the gold. It’s stunning.”