My Ice Prince - стр. 69

But that defeat didn't discourage me from digging further into the sad story of Cedric and his girlfriend. On the contrary, it has doubled my annoyance.

– You can say what you want, but I know Cedric's in love» I told Grayson.

He glared at me. I thought he was going to come at me with questions about how and when I'd found out and maybe accuse me of being a spy, but to my amazement, Brandon just chuckled.

– If he did, I'm not aware of it» he said, and then he turned his gaze back to the road.

I was annoyed: what a great liar! How could I catch him? Was it even possible?

I was silent for a while, waiting to ask Grayson again, but not to be too forward, lest he realise that I had a personal interest in the story of Cedric and his crush.

About ten minutes passed.

My neighbour seemed drowned in his thoughts: his face was too detached and gloomy.

– What girl were you talking about? – I asked, as if out of boredom, without even looking at Brandon.

– What? – He asked in a completely calm tone.

«How calmly he keeps his temper! That's stamina!» – I was involuntarily surprised.

– When I came up to you, I overheard you talking about some Viper» I said, praying in my heart that he would tell me something about her, even the smallest thing.

– It's nothing» Brandon replied shortly. – She's an insignificant person.

– Why is she insignificant? – I asked.

– Because she doesn't matter» he said. – And forget it.

My question about Viper made his face tense.

«What's wrong with him? And what's the mystery with everyone acting so serious?» – I marvelled.

– 'But, if she's an insignificant person, why did you talk about her?

– Adults talk about many obscure things. But it's bad manners to overhear other people's conversations.

– I did not listen willingly, I was just going to get my bag! – I was indignant. – It's not my fault that I have such a fine ears!

– Let's not talk about that» the vampire said sternly. – If you want to know something, ask Markus.

– Oh, yeah! Right! He's gonna tell me everything!

– What makes you think I'd do that?

– I didn't. God, I was just asking!

Brandon didn't say a word, but his face remained tense and frowning.

I didn't try to repeat the attempted interrogation, but rather stared at the raindrops dripping down the windscreen. Of course, I hadn't expected to be entertained with conversation on the way, but I hadn't expected such unbearable silence either. I started to take the player out of my purse, but suddenly I noticed something unusual lying on the panel by the windscreen that looked like long, dark, straight strands of hair.

«Why does he need that hair here in the car?» – I wondered.

– Is that a woman's hair? – I asked, looking at them.

– 'As you can see,' Brandon tossed, not taking his eyes off the road.

– Whose are they? – I leaned my face forward to get a closer look at the strange piece of jewellery.

– One girl's.

Brandon's voice was simply icy, but I couldn't keep quiet: those beautiful feminine hairs intrigued me.

– Why do you keep them here?

My companion was silent.

– Probably so that they would remind you of that girl? – I suggested.

– Yes» he answered coldly.

– Did she give them to you?

– Almost» my neighbour said with a mocking chuckle.

His words and tone surprised me.