Colin rose and stepped aside. “Obviously, you two need to talk.” He paused. “I’ll see you later, Josie.”

Much to my amusement, she barely acknowledged the guy with a nod. Her gaze was on me, and while she was angry, pissed really, she couldn’t look away. Neither could I.

“Did you follow me in here?” she repeated, and when I didn’t answer, she slowly shook her head. “You did, didn’t you? Have you been following me since—?”

“It’s not what you think.” I stepped back.

Josie blinked rapidly. “You don’t know what I think! I just want you to answer—”

“You need to be more careful,” I interrupted.

“More careful of what?”

I gestured to where Colin had walked off. “Of trusting random people. You were telling him about Apollo.” Okay. My reasoning sounded lame to my own ears, but in for a penny . . . “And you were talking about your mother—”

“Oh my God! You were totally eavesdropping on us. What the hell, Seth?” Anger tightened her features, and because there was obviously something wrong with me, I hardened. A pissed Josie was a very hot Josie. “You ended things with me without even telling me why. I haven’t seen you in days, and yet, here you are, listening to me talk to another guy?”

“I wasn’t listening,” I said, and immediately I realized how stupid that stance was going to be. “Not for the reasons you’re getting at.”

Her eyes narrowed. “That’s bullshit, Seth, and you know it.”

“This is stupid.” Mainly, I was stupid. I took another step back. “I don’t even know what I was thinking.”

“I don’t know what you’re thinking either. God, I wish I did, but I do know what you’re feeling.” She raised her hand and pointed at me. “You’re jealous.”

“Jealous?” I laughed. “Of him?”

She rolled her eyes. “Yes. Of him. Because why else would you be hiding in the garden listening to us?”

Shit.

I really didn’t have a good response to that.

“I shouldn’t have been,” I said after a moment. Bending down, I picked up her sweater and held it out to her. “I should’ve just left you guys alone.”

Her lips parted, drawing my attention. It took no amount of effort to remember how they felt. Tasted.

I was getting harder.

She drew in a deep breath and briefly closed her eyes. “You treated Colin like crap and he didn’t deserve that. That wasn’t cool, but I’m . . . I’m glad you are here, right now.”

“Come again?”

Josie’s fingers found the end of her ponytail. She started twisting the length. “I don’t want to argue with you. Can we . . . can we talk? I mean, I want to talk to you. I think it would be good if we did and—”

“It won’t be good.”