“You could just ask him where his next class is,” Kensley says, stating the obvious.
“Or?”I’m hoping she has another suggestion, something a little less direct.I don’t want Luca Ricci to think I’m catching feelings for him, because I’m not.
“Follow him after he drops you off at class,” Kensley suggests.
“I’m not stalking him.”
“Right.Or we could go with option number three.”
“Which is?”
“Hey, McKenna.”Luca comes up from behind.
Kensley obviously saw him coming.
She should have warned me.
“Ricci,” I say, staring at him.My mouth goes dry, all rational thought leaves my brain.
“I’m Kensley,” my friend says, introducing herself.
“Luca,” he says, giving a crooked smile and nod.“I was just about to grab lunch.Mind if I join you?”
“Not at all,” Kensley says, answering before I have the opportunity to turn him down.
He heads for the counter, grabbing his food while I seethe at Kensley.
“What was that?”I ask her.
She hurries to eat the last bite of her lunch and covers her mouth with her hand when she speaks.“Just helping a girl out.”
I glare at her as she stands, swallowing her final bite of her sandwich.“You’re not leaving.”
“Enjoy your lunch date.”She grins and winks at me.
I want to kill her.Luca is cute, he’s got dreamy eyes, and a great body, but there is no way I’m his type.
Zero chance.
He could have any girl on this campus, which begs the question, what does he want?It’s obviously something.I just haven’t figured it out yet.
Luca approaches our table just as Kensley grabs her mess, cleaning it up.“I’ve got to head out, but my friend doesn’t have class for a couple of hours,” she says.
Now, I can’t even make up an excuse for bailing.I’d give her the finger, but Luca is watching me.And how would I explain that one to him?
His intense gaze never wavers as he studies me.It makes my heart race and my cheeks flush.
I will not catch feelings for him.
“You both should definitely come to the party at our house tonight,” Luca says.
Is that why he’s stalking me today?He did mention a party he was having, and this isn’t the first invite, but I’d like it to be the last.I don’t do parties, at least not ones with kegs and athletes, which is likely to lead to bad decisions.
I can’t afford any more bad decisions.
“We’ll be there.Give Harper the details.I’ll catch you later,” Kensley says.
The last thing I want to do tonight is attend a party on campus with the hockey team.But my bestie just told Luca Ricci we’d be there.
