Chapter 166

"So?" Aimee questions, looking at me, her blue eyes wide and hopeful. "Did it work?" I shrug and look around, gnawing on my bottom lip. "I mean the way he possessively pulled you away from Dante, from over here it looked like he was a little jealous?"

"It absolutely did. That was very Cole." Jo agrees, biting into her churro and chewing gingerly.

"Oh, girls, I don't know. I mean, the way he was looking at me for a very brief second, it felt like it used to." I explain, glancing over at Cole talking to Josh, a profoundly serious expression on his face.

The girls decided we should test and see if Cole would still get jealous if he saw another guy near me or touching me, and sure enough, he did react like I hoped he would when he saw Dante— my very good-looking, completely gay friend—dancing with me. I thought he would kiss me when he pulled me away from him, but he didn't. He asked who Dante was, and when I told him he was my friend, he went right back to his emot