Spencer Cohen Series, Book One (The Spencer Cohen Series 1) Read Online Free

something about Eli that didn’t sit well with me. Maybe once I got to know him better, I’d change my mind. Andrew clearly loved him, and my objective was to get them back together, not to see if Eli was worth his salt. “When did you speak to him last?”
    “Last week,” Andrew said, talking to the photo of Eli.
    “Who initiated contact?”
    Andrew cleared his throat. “I called him.”
    “And how was it?” I asked. “Was he amicable about it? Friendly?”
    He nodded. “Yes. Chatted and laughed like nothing had changed.”
    Mixed signals were the worst to deal with. They kept ’em tagging along like a second-hand toy. Discarded in case something better came along, but keeping them close in case it didn’t.
    He was still staring at his hands in his lap. “Do you think I’m being stupid?”
    “Not at all,” I replied without hesitation. “You’re in love with him. You do whatever it takes. I’m certainly not one to judge.”
    His eyes shot to mine, his voice whisper quiet. “Have you ever? You know, been in love?”
    And just like that, with a surprise question, I got that tight-chested feeling, like his words squeezed my heart. I was going to lie, but then thought fuck it. There was something about Andrew that made me feel, well, I wasn’t sure. Safe? Like he wouldn’t judge me. So, with that in mind, I told him the truth. “I don’t think so. Lust, sure. But love?” I shook my head. “I think love’s for other people.”
    Andrew studied me for a minute, like I confused him. “Do you have someone… a boyfriend?”
    I shook my head. “Nope. No time really. I’m too busy going on pretend dates with hot guys like you.”
    Andrew scoffed and a slight blush crept up his neck. He was apparently at a loss for words. “You say the most random things.”
    It was true. I did. I needed to know him and Eli, and of course, how and why their relationship ended. So I asked him one more. It was always the hardest question. “Why did he leave you?”
    He looked at me like I’d slapped him. He didn’t answer for a while. His lips pulled into a twisted pout before his teeth worried over his bottom lip again. Finally he said, “To be honest, I don’t know. Like I said, everything was a whirlwind with him. We met, he moved in, he asked me to marry him, everything was going well. Well, I thought it was, then…” He shrugged. “Then I came home from work as he was walking out with his suitcase.”
    “What did he say?” I asked gently.
    “Just that he—” Andrew exhaled loudly. “—just that he needed space.”
    “So he didn’t say it was over? He didn’t say the engagement was off?”
    Andrew looked at me sadly and shook his head. “No. He said he needed space and just left, like he was heading out to get some milk or something.”
    “Hmm.” Something was off for sure. I frowned, a look Andrew didn’t miss.
    “What?”
    Then for the second hardest question. “Do you think there could be someone else?”
    “No.” Andrew shook his head, then his brow furrowed. “Well, I don’t think so.” Then he looked at me with panic in his eyes. “Oh, God. What if there is?” He looked ill before he put his head in his hands.
    I put my arm around his shoulder, and went for a well-rehearsed line, only this time it felt different. “Andrew, listen to me. If this guy is seeing someone else, then you’re better off without him. But if he just needed space and some time to see things clearly, then we’ll put things into focus for him, okay?”
    Andrew took a deep breath and composed himself. Finally, he nodded. “Okay.”
    “Okay then,” I said with a reassuring smile. “So if we’re gonna get this man of yours all jealous and grovelling at your feet, begging for you to take him back, then we’ve got work to do.”

CHAPTER THREE
     
     
     
    “I’m telling you, it was incredible,” I said. Lola, Gabriel, Daniela, and Emilio all stared at me. We were having coffee in the tattoo shop, sitting