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Her teeth sank into her lower lip. “Do we live together?”
My heart stuttered. That was not what I was expecting. “Uh, no. I live in Peregrine Hall. That’s where Elite stays. I room with P. You have a dorm room in Spade Hall. Same dorm as Rory.”
She brightened a little. “Oh, Rory’s my roommate?”
Damn. It sucked to tell her no. “No, baby. Your roommate’s name is Lainey.”
“So if you take me home, you won’t be there?”
My chest squeezed. Was she implying what I thought she was implying?
I was so done for this woman. Goddamn. How was I ever going to go back to just friendship?
When she finds out you’re a lying liar, she won’t even be that anymore.
I considered punching myself in the face. It might be worth it to get that asshole in me to shut up.
“I can stay for a while, but technically, there’s a curfew and I’ll have to bounce.” Fuck. I hadn’t thought of that. How was I supposed to just leave her there tonight and walk away?
“I want to go inside.”
My eyes whipped to her face.
She nodded. “Pizza sounds good.” She paused. “Pretty sure I like it.”
I smiled. “Piles of cheese and grease. What’s not to like?”
She giggled, and the tension squeezing my sternum released. “I need my crutches,” she said, pointing to the back.
Did I mention I hated those fucking chopsticks?
Making a face, I spun, putting my back to her. “How about I give you a ride instead?” I called, thumbing to my back for her to climb on.
“I’ll hurt your back.”
“Please, woman. I swim backstroke. This is child’s play.”
She hesitated, and I glanced over my shoulder.
“You’re gonna hurt my feelings,” I warned.
Her lower lip stuck out in a pout, making my heart turn inside out, and then she reached for me, arms wrapping around my shoulders, body pressing right up against mine.
After hooking my hands beneath her knees, I stood. “Watch your head, baby.”
When I was fully standing, I gave her a little lift, and she tightened her arms around me.
“Shut the door for me, sweetheart,” I said, quiet, and she pushed it shut.
The second her arm came back around me, my insides growled in possessive glee.
Prism was leaning against the back of the car, AirPods jammed in his ears, eyes closed.
I kicked his shoe, and his eyes shot open. “Let’s go.”
We walked across the parking lot and the street in front of Pizza House, and P held open the door for me to step through.
The scent of sauce, cheese, and baking bread hit me, and my stomach growled ferociously.
