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“Did he now?”
She stops in front of me with an impish grin. “I can be persuasive when I need to be.”
“Right.” I drag my eyes down her body. She’s changed clothes, and it’s hard not to notice the way those jeans hug her little legs and that shirt tucks in at her waist, the V-neck accentuating her boobs. She really is petite, but I like her small curves on display this way.
Clearing her throat, she shoves a coffee cup at me.
I wrap my fingers around it. “What’s this?”
“A thank you… for helping me out last night.”
“Wow, how bad is this hurting you right now?”
“A lot.” Her emphatic expression makes me laugh as I sniff the brew. Damn, that smells perfect.
“I don’t know how you like your coffee, so you’re having it the way I like mine. I always go for café au lait in the mornings because, you know, I’m classy that way.”
With another laugh, I raise my cup and say, “Well, bonjour to you,” before taking a sip. “Oh yeah, that’s good.”
“Excellent.” She smiles, and I notice for the first time that her eyes are more of a gray-blue. It’s hard not to stare at them.
Until she clears her throat and looks away from me.
“So, you went home, then?”
She snickers and shakes her head, muttering, “Home,” before looking back at me with a sigh. “Yeah, Captain Hero. I went back to the Sig Be house and set things right withEl Presidente.”
“Ooooo, you pissed off the president?” I grin. “Nice.”
Her nose wrinkles. “I think I pissed off everybody last night. Including you.”
“I wasn’t mad.” I shake my head. “I was worried. I didn’t want anything bad happening to you.”
Her eyebrows pucker with confusion. I mirror her expression and state the obvious.
“I wouldn’t want anything bad happening to any girl on campus. Walking around at night like that is just dumb. I wish it wasn’t. I wish you could, but you have to face reality. What you did was kind of insane.”
She works her jaw to the side, then shrugs. “Anger makes me stupid.”
I laugh again. I don’t know what it is about this chick. She’s funny. It’s not like she’s trying to be, she just is.
But my smile gets cut in half when the door swings open and Asher walks in.
He eyes Shorty with suspicion before coming to stand beside me. Crossing his arms, he shows off his ripped biceps as he smirks down at her. “Where’s my coffee?”
She raises her eyebrows at him, then puts on a sticky sweet smile. “Probably at Java Jean’s waiting for you to walk your ass down there and buy one of your own.”
A startled laugh punches out of him. “Sassy mouth. I like it.” He tips his head at me. “Why’d you buy him one, then?”
“None of your business.”
I snicker at her standard answer. It doesn’t rile me so much when it’s shot at Asher.
He narrows his eyes at her, and she points behind him.
“Disappear, tall person.”
Asher shares a surprised look with me, like he can’t quite believe this chick. I get it. We’re used to girls stumbling over themselves to get our attention. We’re used to shameless flirting. The girls who aren’t interested seem to avoid us altogether, but most are keen, and most are of the eyelash-batting variety.
