She is staring.
At him.
And at me.
At my ass.
Oh my God.
"I really hate you." I dart past a group of tourists. Then around a block of buildings. Into an alley.
"It's all right. If I was you, I'd be jealous of my beauty too."
I shake my headyou're ridiculous.
He nodshell yeahand takes my hand. "Come on. I'll walk you home."
"What's in it for me?"
"A six-dollar matcha."
"Deal."
Chapter Five
Juliette
Is there anything better than a strong matcha latte?
I think not.
I swallow another sip. Let a sigh fall off my lips.
For a moment, I forget that I called off my wedding.
My world is green tea, milk, and honey.
"Fuck, Jules, you're gonna get us arrested." Griffin swallows a sip of his iced latte. Lets out an equally needy sigh.
"And you?"
"I can talk my way out of it."
I can't help but laugh. Griff is a lot of things. Lacking confidence is not on that list.
"You should stop teasing." I reach for his drink. The plastic is cold and wet against my fingers. "Or I'll steal this."
"What if that's my goal?" He offers me his drink.
"Why would that be your goal?"
"Maybe I want you over-caffeinated." Joy streaks his expression.
It makes my stomach flutter. "You're enjoying my misery, aren't you?"
"You're the fuckup for once."
I flip him off.