Enzo shrugged, though he had so much more to say. âYou know. Errands for the Armory; have to keep them thinking Iâm playing the right side, after all. Last thing we want is for them to start sniffing around.â In truth heâd checked in only sporadically, wasting his time in that stupid room and trying to decide whether heâd be welcome back here. The leash they had him on these days wasnât as tight as it had been, but he knew they didnât trust him. Why would they?
âYouâre upset with me,â he said, taking a sip of his drink. âOh, love. Itâs not because I forgot the breakfast cereal, is it? I shall have to do better next time.â He watched her across the kitchen, stirring the vegetables like they had wronged her personally. âYouâll have to forgive me. Iâve always been terrible at understanding women. Iâd a terrible upbringing, or perhaps no upbringing at all, not that itâs any kind of excuse; but do try to remember I spent a significant number of years locked in a prison cell beneath your alma mater⌠or what would have been your alma mater, had you been allowed to graduate.â
He climbed to his feet and followed the smell to the source, leaning by the stovetop with his hands in his pockets.
She was so pretty, so unassuming, so unaware of how much power she had over him. He wanted to reach out, and tuck her hair behind her ear. He didnât.
âPerhaps you could shout at me; people often find that makes them feel better. Just ask Caroline.â
Bonnie nodded as he spoke about the armory, grateful for the change in subject. âSounds incredibly fun,â she said with a soft snort. It sounded tedious, but at least he had a chance to get out, to be around other people. He wasnât trapped, like she was.
Her mood quickly dropped back down as he brought up that she was upset. Damn him, she was trying to ignore that. She gripped her spoon tightly as she began to scoop dinner out of the skillet and onto plates for them. She tried so hard to stay calm and collected, to not explode as he brought up breakfast cereal as if that was what sheâd actually be upset about.
But he brought up Caroline, a friend sheâd hadnât seen in years, that she probably wouldnât get to see again, and she finally snapped.
âYes, Enzo, Iâm upset,â she said coolly. âYou gave me the best night Iâve had in years, made me feel truly happy for the first time in a long time and then you left. You donât even kiss me, youâre just gone. Then you come back days later, acting like nothing even happened, like Iâm upset over cereal?!â  She turned to glare at him, eyes shining bright with tears.
âThis might be a game to you, Enzo, but this is my life, you donât get to play with me like this.â She shoved his plate of food at him, barely giving him time to grab the plate before she let go of it. âEat your food and leave me the hell alone.â Hurt by how little he cared. She scooped up her plate, despite that she wasnât even hungry anymore, and moved away from Enzo, not wanting to look at him anymore.