“So do you.” My voice sounds breathless. Probably because I am. I can barely breathe at the sight of him.
Carley laughs from somewhere in the room. I’m not sure where she went because I can’t stop looking at Eli in his dark gray suit, white dress shirt, and gray patterned tie. He looks gorgeous. Like he did the night I humiliated myself––only this time, the jacket and tie only make him look more handsome.
“Shall we?” Eli holds out his elbow like some prince in one of my fairy tales.
“Sure.” I reach out and touch his elbow and feel that spark again.
“Don’t forget your clutch.” Carley steps over to me and hands it off.
“Oh.” I nearly choke saying that little word. “This is my roommate and best friend, Carley.”
“Nice to meet you, Carley.”
“You too.” She pats my ass. “Now run along and have a nicedate.”
The bitch emphasized that word on purpose.
Without missing a beat, Eli says, “We intend to.”
