Page 57 of Wish You Were Mine
“Know what you’re getting?” Brody asked, glancing up from his menu a minute later. “Anything sounding particularly good?”
“I can’t decide,” I said, chewing on my bottom lip. “It’s between the Pad Thai and the Pho.”
“Solid picks,” he said, nodding. “I’m definitely getting the Pad Thai.”
“Okay, cool.” I looked over the Pho section again. “Then maybe I’ll try the Pho. That way we can tell each other if what we got was good and know what to order next time.”
“Oh?” He raised an eyebrow, his grin crooked. “So you’re already planning on eating with me again?”
“I wasn’t trying to say that exactly…” I laughed, trying to brush it off. “But I guess we’ll just have to see how this dinner goes.”
“Well…” He leaned forward on his elbows. “It’s already going great from where I’m sitting.”
A flirty grin curved across his mouth, and despite myself, I felt heat crawl up my neck.
“You’re just saying that because you haven’t seen me withchopsticks yet.” I gave him a playful look. “It’s about to get real awkward real fast.”
We were still laughing when the front door opened, and I looked up on instinct.
And instantly regretted it.
Because Owen was just walking in.
With a girl.
Pretty. Brunette. Wearing a cropped cream sweater and jeans that hugged her like they were made for her. She laughed at something he said as he held the door, and he smiled back—his real smile. The one that softened his entire face and made it hard to look away.
My face flushed instantly.
What was it with this week and seeing guys I’d kissed with other women?
First Josh…now Owen?
I forced my gaze back to my menu, pretending to read it like it hadn’t just gone blurry. Ugh.
It’s not like you have a claim on Owen,I tried to tell myself to keep my sudden disappointment at bay.He’s your professor. Practically a stranger in real life.
Still…the ache in my stomach said otherwise.
“You okay?” Brody asked, tilting his head.
I blinked and nodded quickly. “Just a little tired.”
“Same,” he said easily. “So, Pho it is?”
“With beef,” I said, grateful for the redirection. “And I’ll do the number one spice level. I usually like a two, but I want to see where their heat scale starts first.”
“Smart,” he said, grinning. “Gotta ease into that fire.”
The waitress came over, pen ready, and we placed our orders.
Once she left, I did my best to focus on Brody as he told me about a fight that broke out between a couple of guys on theteam during practice that afternoon, but every few seconds, I found myself glancing over at where Owen and his date were sitting.
Was this their first date?
Had they gone out before?
Were they already boyfriend and girlfriend?
