Who’s the Dog Now? novel Chapter 4

He paused, a flicker of hesitation on his face, but it vanished as quickly as it came. He scoffed, “I’d love to be done with her, but would she let me? Just watch. Bet you anything she’ll be clinging to me again by tomorrow.”

Saying it out loud seemed to give him a little confidence.-

Ever since Naomi arrived in Tyra, she’d been attached to his hip. He’d been even more annoyed with her in the past.

To get her to stay away, he’d said and done far worse things before. He never had to be the one to make up; she’d always come running back within three days, tops.

Zebulon slouched back into a more comfortable position.

“That’s true. Naomi can’t live without Zebulon.”

“Totally. I give it three days—no, wait, probably just until tomorrow. We’ll see her trailing behind Zebulon like his shadow again.”

Hearing Zebulon's words, everyone chimed in with agreement.

Zebulon smirked at their reassurances, letting out an impatient “Tch,” and muttered, “So annoying.”

The interruption seemed to be over. No one took Naomi’s words seriously, especially not after Zebulon had spoken.

The party continued, the atmosphere lively, but…

They didn't know, and Zebulon didn't know, that it's never the entire load, but that one final thing that pushes it past the tipping point..

Zebulon and his friends partied late into the night.

It was already three or four in the morning when he left, feeling a bit dizzy. The family driver had to come pick him up.

The girl he’d been with wanted to come with him, but he had her sent home. Standing in the snow, he watched her look back at him with longing. He wrapped an arm around her, laughed, and said, “Be good, Tiffany. Not just anyone can come to my house.”

He was laughing, but his tone was cold and detached, enough to send a chill down one’s spine.

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