My gaze shoots to hers, horrified. “No, that’s not what I meant.”
Tessa grins. “Is the bottom half as good as the top half?”
Reid groans from behind me, and my mouth drops open. I turn my head slightly to look at Reid. “Did she seriously just ask that?”
He nods, looking a little green. “Welcome to my life.”
Tessa grins, and Slate smirks. “Welcome to the House of Stars,” Tessa says brightly.
Chapter 13
Riley
“Want to go get a coffee?” Reid asks.
I spin around. “Yes.” We’re in the car moments later. “Are they always like that?”
“Yep, but Evie and Zane are worse.”
Nowthatdoesn’t surprise me. I’ve obviously been around them more and have seen it firsthand. “We are so not going to be like that,” I tell him.
He glances over at me. “Okay.”
“I’m serious. We won’t be like that.”
“Okay,” he says again.
“Why do I get the feeling that you’re not arguing with me, but you’re also not agreeing with me?”
“Because I’m neither arguing nor agreeing with you.”
Reid pulls into a coffee shop I don’t recognize. “This looks cute. Is it new?”
“It just went in this summer.”
“Have you tried it yet?”
“Nope.”
I open my door. “Well, let’s check it out.” I love checking out coffee shops, a fact Reid knows about me. The inside is super cute with a single orange gerbera daisy in a vase on each table, and cute white wicker chairs. There’s a few people ahead of us when we get in line, but the line moves quickly.
The girl at the counter looks up, and I watch as her eyes shift right to Reid...and linger. I step forward. “Hi.” She doesn’t even look at me, and I try not to get annoyed. I mean Iamwearinghis sweatshirt and shorts, so I don’t exactly look put together; but still. I look up at Reid, but he’s completely oblivious. He’s studying the menu like he’s never been to a coffee shop before, which is ridiculous because we both know he’ll end up getting a basic black cup of coffee. “Hi,” I try again. Thankfully, the girl finally turns her attention to me. I watch in satisfaction as her cheeks flush slightly at being caught checking out the guy who’s obviously with me.
“What can I get for you?” she asks.
“Can I get a cold brew with a splash of oat milk and a little bit of sugar free vanilla?”
“Of course.”
I turn to Reid. “A black coffee for you?”
“Yeah.”
I turn back to the girl. “What size?” she asks Reid before I can order.
“Medium.”
I pull out my wallet, but he gives the girl his card before I can. “Hey.” But she’s already tapping it to pay. She gives him the receipt a moment later. I follow him over to a table to wait for our coffees. “Okay,” I say, sliding into the seat across from him. “Let’s set some things straight.”
