Page 122 of His White Moonlight
Verbal sparring was my bet.She never came out a winner whenever she tried.At least, not in my opinion.Hers, too, or she wouldn’t have spent so much effort retaliating against me.
I glanced at Sophia, who’d wandered closer to a display case, as Lindi strolled toward me.
“Wrenly, I bet you thought you’d never see me again after graduation.”
“It was definitely a wish that hasn’t come true yet.But there’s a lot of traffic out there, so I’m still holding out hope it won’t happen again.”
“How cute.You still think you’re witty.Can you even afford to be in here?”
She said the last part loudly enough that Sophia heard.When she looked back at Lindi, her face was starting to flush.Whether in embarrassment or anger, I couldn’t be sure.
“Oh look at you flexing with your parents’ money,” I said with a “bless her heart” tone.“I’m sure the people here who have to work for their income are super impressed with your rich-girl entitlement attitude.”
Lindi’s smile grew.“Probably more impressed than with your poor-girl grudgitude.”
The jeweler approached with Lindi’s receipt and a bag that presumably had the earrings she’d worn into the store.
“Well, this has been entertaining, but I have a date with someone actually worth my time.I believe you know him.”
She walked out of the store without a backward glance, putting on her sunglasses with a toss of her hair.
“Who was that?”Sophia asked, coming to stand next to me.
“The queen of mean girls,” I said.“Do you like anything in here?”
“Nah.Let’s keep shopping.”
I nodded and followed her out of the store.Lindi was walking ahead of us on the sidewalk, her stride purposeful and steady.
My phone buzzed.
Bennett: Did you see anything you liked?If you'd like my card, I’m happy to hand it over.Just say the word, and I can be there in five minutes.
Why did my stomach somersault when I read that?
Me: Don’t be a stalker.
“Was it from the guy who dropped you off?”Sophia asked.
“Yeah.”
“Can I ask who he was?He was pretty hot.”
“He’s…complicated.”
“Aren’t they all?”
I grinned and watched Lindi get into the backseat of a Maybach parked in a loading zone.
“Is she for real?”Sophia asked.
“Yep.And if you meet up with her in a dark alley, run the other way.”
“You know some interesting people.”
“Not by choice.Where should we go next?”
Shopping with Sophia was more enjoyable than I thought it would be.We walked down the line of shops on the main street, browsing from the windows for some and going into others.We laughed and talked, and it just felt so normal.
