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I nodded and brushed past hihhim down the hall, we strode in silence until we caraphy department There was a row of lockable darkrooms here A feere already locked but the second to last opened and although photographs were being processed, the roo it behind me

In the back of my mind, I kneas a bad idea

A horrible idea

But it didn’t stop me

“A darkroom?” His handsoht

“No one will disturb us in here Nohat do you want? And why are you in uniforetup”

Michael’s expression turned incredulous “I’ I’oing to go see Dahlia to ask her why she’s avoiding my texts and calls

after I broke up with Dillon’ Six weeks, Dahlia Six weeks You want to tellfor six fuckin’ weeks?”

I rubbed the back of my neck, unable to look at him “Michael, you knohy”

“No, I don’t I dated Dillon for less than three months, and we never had sex”

Jealousy and anger at theher curdled inside me “I don’t want to hear it”

“Dahlia …” He stepped towardto maintain distance I heard his exasperated huff “I’ your little sister, and I’m sorry Fuck, I’m sorrier than I can say”

That was all well and good, but he’d completely screwed us over My sister would hate me if I dated him after this and it would be more ammunition for my mom It would support her opinion that I was selfish and spoiled

“Yeah Me too” I scrambled for the lock and the door handle

“Don’t”