"You okay?" Rhodes mumbles, moving to lean against the counter beside me. I nod my head, looking around the room. This is just going to bug me all day the longer I keep it to myself. I have to ask him about that guy.
"Someone introduced themselves to me earlier, Dante. What's up with him?" I ask him quietly. The second his name leaves my lips, Rhodes's demeanor completely changes. His leaning position is exchanged for an upright and stiff one, his hand tightly holding the edge of the bench.
"What did he say to you?" Rhodes asks me quietly, his jaw locked tight. Oh God, what have I done?
I shake my head quickly, attempting to mellow out the situation. "Nothing, nothing really. He introduced himself to me, and he said that he was surprised that you had never told me about him before. Are you guys close?"
"No. Not close. When did this happen?" He looks around the room, his teeth clenched together.
"Ages ago, when you were talking to Emily." Ah yes, that's right, that bitch. I've been keeping my eye on her for most of the day; she's kept her distance.
"You should have told me earlier. Come on, we're leaving," he says, taking a hold of my elbow and carting me out of the kitchen over to where his mother and sister are crowding around Briella, who's fisting an orange crayon and scribbling wildly on a piece of paper. I shouldn't have said anything. I've now put him in a bad mood and will have to sit in a car with him for the next three hours. But how was I supposed to know that I wasn't supposed to talk to him? I've met a lot of people today; do I have to keep track of them all and give him a detailed list of who talked to me and what we said?
"Amelia and I are leaving, it was good to see you," Rhodes says swiftly as he gives his sister a kiss on the cheek. Eloise is visibly upset, shaking her head.