“Remy went to space and fixed one of my satellites last year. We frequent the same tech circles,” he said and then laughed.
Space?
Like inouterspace?
I mean, I knew she was smart, but damn.
“Hell, your room is probably more secure than mine,” he continued. He popped a steamed carrot into his mouth while Remy shrugged. “She designed the security for the castle.”
I set my fork down and let the information sink in while sipping on hot tea. Remy was an astronautanddesigned the security for the castle? Color me impressed.
My seemingly accomplished roommate watched me process the information, perhaps seeing if I’d freak out or not. When I remained calm, but obviously curious for more information, she spoke up.
“Itismore secure.” Her eyebrow arched. “So, are you two going to become a thing?”
I spit my tea all over my plate.
Rylan laughed and grabbed some napkins for me. Remy carried on with her soup like she didn’t just ask that. I coughed over and over while trying to soak up the tea with a napkin.
“I just met him,” I rasped out.
“Uh huh.” Remy eyed him until he thankfully changed the subject by asking her something about the security system. Admittedly, I zoned out.
It was literally day one of school. The man was hot and had a beautiful smile. But he could be a crazy person for all I knew. I didn’t want him to think I was flirting or interested in him because of who he was:the billionaire.
Presumptuous? Maybe, but I acknowledged my lack of socializing skills when I decided to come to the castle.
Then, a carrot cake appeared before us, and all thoughts drained out of my brain as the sweet scents of cinnamon and buttercream hit my nostrils. I heard Remy say something about other tables not having cake and didn’t care.
My mouth watered, and Rylan noticed.
“Is carrot cake your favorite?”
I nodded and grabbed a clean plate so I wouldn’t mix alfredo sauce with my dessert.
Rylan chuckled. “You must have a secret admirer then.”
With the cake on a fork, inches away from my mouth, I paused to look around. After seeing no one watching me for my reaction, I ate the cake and groaned.
“You and the cake want some alone time in the room tonight?” Remy asked with a hint of a smile.
I rolled my eyes at her and forked another bite into my mouth.
Rylan finished his meal and watched me eat my cake with a smirk, as if he thought of something funny, yet kept it to himself.
“What?”
Without taking his eyes off me, he answered, “You’re cute.”
Magic shot up my spine and fizzled like a shaken soda pop.
Please don’t be glowing. Please don’t be glowing.
Remy narrowed her eyes at us, and my stomach sank.
I was glowing, wasn’t I?I couldn’t look.
“Rylan, your mouth is black.”
