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She really needed to get a handle on her control issues. And the perfectionism. And sleep. Another hour or so every night would do her wonders.
Hell, if she was adding things to her need-to-do list, she’d just as well add sex. Lord knows she needed that.
“If we are running low on anything, please add it to my tab,” London said. “I’ll settle the bill with you later tonight.”
Yvette nodded and took off in the direction of the buffet table.
Just as London started for the restroom, she heard, “Well, if it isn’t my co-valedictorian.”
Her eyelids slid closed at the sound of that voice. It was deeper than it had been fifteen years ago, but unmistakable. And it still grated on her very last nerve.
“In over your head as usual, huh, London?” Drew Sullivan asked.
You’re a grown woman. Donottake the bait.
She turned and smiled.
“Well, if it isn’t the guy who maintained his 4.0 GPA by taking an extra PE class while I took advanced chemistry,” London replied. She’d aimed for cordiality but missed the mark by at least ten miles.
Drew stood a couple of feet away, his amused smile revealing straight white teeth that shone bright against his dark brown skin. Meticulously trimmed facial hair covered his strong jaw and framed his mouth. As far as mouths went, it was a nice one. Averynice one. Too bad it belonged to Drew freaking Sullivan.
“You know,” Drew continued, lifting several napkins from a stack at the end of the table, “if you wanted all the chocolate to yourself, you could have just had the DJ announce it. I doubt any of our classmates would mind.”
She accepted the napkins he offered and cleaned her arms with them. “Do you mean to tell me that in all these years you couldn’t find a sense of humor?”
“I’m still working on it,” Drew said, wiping the chocolate that streaked the tablecloth.
“You’re making a mess.” London moved his hand out of the way. But when she started scrubbing the tablecloth, she smeared it even more.
“Some things never change,” Drew said.
She looked up to find him smirking at her. “What are you talking about?”
He gestured at the table. “You thought you could do a better job than me.”
His smile widened and London had to fight the urge to fling chocolate at him.
She braced her hands on the table and leaned forward. “Make no mistake, I havealwaysbeen a step ahead of you. But unlike fifteen years ago, I’m not going to waste my time trying to prove it.”
“Like you did in calculus? Oh, wait. We had the same grade in that class, didn’t we? Same with world history. Hmm…as a matter of fact, we both ended the year with straight As in all the classes that counted.”
“Still a cocky bastard,” she said.
“Only because I can back it up.” Drew leaned toward her. “Admit it, you loved going toe to toe with me back then.”
London narrowed her eyes. She wanted to laugh so damn bad, but she would rip her own lips off before she gave Drew the satisfaction. He’d had enough laughs at her expense fifteen years ago, during the many times he’d bested her over the course of their senior year.
Instead, she rounded the table, intending to go to the restroom to finish cleaning up, only to find herself clasped in a bear hug.
“London Kelley? Oh my God, how are you?”
Anika Harvey—now Anika Sanderson—smiled up at her, the top of her head barely reaching London’s chin.
“Anika. How…uh…how are you?” She disengaged from the woman’s hold, surveying her clothes to make sure she hadn’t smeared any of the chocolate on her. “How are Marcus and the kids?”
Anika had married Marcus Sanderson, the guy whose braces had cut London’s bottom lip during her very first kiss back in the ninth grade.
“Oh, everyone is just fine. Marcus is here somewhere.” Anika gestured at the dance floor, then she winked at London. “So, that Craig guy was something else, wasn’t he? Have you heard from him since the drama that went down at the sushi place?”
