“I am not flustered,Lucas.”
“Sure,” he said disbelievingly with a nod.
They gave me another look before going back to chatting. I glanced at my phone again and typed out a response.
Sitting at Callie’s with her and Lucas.
Come over.
Don’t tell me what to do.
Don’t be a brat about it.
You really need to work on your people skills and how to approach someone in a more friendly manner when you want something from them.
Nothing about you and I is friendly, Princess. Now, are you going to come over or not?
I tensed my jaw at the nickname. It’s what he put me under in his phone, and I only knew that because he made it a point to show me just to irritate me.
??
Omg, you’re so fucking impatient.
And you’re testing what patience I do have. I don’t recall giving you a hard time when you were the one to message me…
He had a point there. When I messaged, he told me to comeover with no sarcastic remarks or questions asked. Clearly, he was just horny, but still.
I’ll be there in 10.
Good.
Good. I shouldn’t have expected anything less. Actually, yes, I should have.
“Alright, you two lovebirds, I’m heading out.” I stood from the porch swing.
“You don’t have to go,” Callie said. “You can stay and have dinner with us.”
I smiled. “Thanks, but I don’t want to crash your night.” Even if I hadn’t agreed to go to Wesley’s, I wasn’t in the mood to third-wheel it. And based on the subtle smirk I saw curl on Lucas’s lips, he was glad I declined the offer to stay so I didn’t interrupt whatever plans he had for her. “I’ll see you guys Saturday.”
I walked to my car and slid in, waving as I backed out of the driveway, and then made my way to Wes’s apartment.
When I arrived, I knocked on his door, which swung open a moment later. “I know you hate me, but I hope you don’t plan on being this much of a pain in my ass whenever I message you,” he said, stepping aside and holding the door open.
I smirked as I walked inside. “I don’t hate you…” The door shut as he scoffed at my words, looking at me with a disbelieving expression. “I just don’t like that constant inhaling and exhaling habit you have.”
He snorted. “You mean breathing?”
“Precisely.”
“You’re such a shit.”
“I know…”
We bickered the whole way down the hall to his bedroom.
Chapter 16
The sun shiningthrough my window stirred me awake from a dream I wasn’t quite ready to leave just yet. I squinted my eyes against the brightness, letting out a raspy groan as I turned onto my back and stretched the sleep from my body.
