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Maddox took a seat beside me, and a smile hovered over
my lips, when he grasped my hand under the table. After
Pops said grace, and before we could dig into our food,
Maddox cleared his throat. “Lila and I have something to
say.”
My head snapped up, and I dropped my fork onto my
plate with a loud clank. The room went utterly silent as my
grandparents watched us with wide, curious expressions.
This wasn’t part of the plan! We had agreed to tell my
grandparents after, just so we could spend this night in
peace. I squeezed Maddox’s hand in warning, but it was too
late.
Pops placed his elbows on the table and leaned forward,
giving both of us his undivided attention. He was giving us
his famous military look; hard, unflinching, and
frighteningly serious. “Go on.”
My knees bounced, and I was suddenly glad Maddox had
waited until we were sitting down. My gaze flickered
around the room, looking for my grandpa’s hunting rifle
that was on the wall next to the fireplace. Maybe I should
have hid it when I got back home. Oh God!
Gran looked around nervously, as if sensing the growing
tension around us.
“Maybe we should eat first,” I stuttered. “We have all
the time to talk after dinner, right?”
Pops barely spared me a glance. His hard gaze was
fixated on the man beside me – my boyfriend. My soon-tobe-dead
boyfriend.
My hands grew clammy, as coldness seeped through my
bones. My stomach started cramping, and it was almost
worse than period pains.
Maybe if Maddox and I made a run for it–
“Lila and I are dating, Sir.”
Nope. Never mind, we don’t have time to run for it.
“Oh. Is that true, Lila?” Pops asked, still staring Maddox
down. Could the ground open up and swallow me, please?