“I talked to Remi,” I rasp. “She won’t bother you again.”
“Uh-huh.” Mia tilts her head to the side, unimpressed. “Does she know you guys aren’t dating?”
I raise my eyes to the ceiling. “Yes, but she and I are complicated.”
“Yeah, I noticed that.” She steps back and straightens. “I gotta go. Ezra’s waiting for me in his room.”
“Ezra?”
“Yeah, the guy I’m meeting up with before class.”
Jealousy swirling in my gut, I ask, “Why him?”
“Because he’s smart. And funny.” She breaks into a full-blown grin. “And cute.”
“Cute doesn’t seem like your type,” I comment. Then, I smirk. “But what do I know? Go. We don’t want to keep your cute classmate waiting.”
“Definitely not.”
As she strides away, her hips sway, that sexy little skirt brushing her thighs. The morning sunlight catches her jet-black hair, adding a blue undertone to it.
Gut tight with desire, I force myself to look away. As I pull out of the parking lot, I turn on the radio.
“Shape of You” blasts through the speakers, bringing a smile to my face. This isn’t the kind of music I usually listen to, but ever since last year’s Halloween party, since my night withthatgirl, it’s been stuck in my head pretty regularly.
And fuck, if Mia doesn’t remind me of that girl in just about every way.
CHAPTER 14
tell me it wasn’t you
DOMINIC
Age 22
September
Milesand I sit on the bench outside the shop. He’s smoking while I’m texting back and forth with my cousin Ethan. He lives in Chicago, and we don’t really see each other that often, but we’re close. He’s ten years older than me, and I swear, the guy knows everything and everyone.
Including the California Thunders’ new goalie.
Me:
You really think he’ll drive all the way from Santa Clara for a tune-up?
Ethan:
I said he would, didn’t I?
Me:
Okay. Give him my number, and we’ll figure it out
Ethan:
Already did. He’ll call you soon
Me: