I grinned. “There’s my savage little Savvy.”
Her eyes rolled in exasperation. “Why are you calling me Savvy?”
I gasped. Loudly. “Wait... are we not friends?” I mock pouted.
She took a deep breath and resumed walking. I could hear her muttering, “Do not kill the quarterback, Savannah. He’s not worth the jail time.”
“So,” I asked as I caught up, “where are you headed in such a hurry?”
“None of your business.”
“Secrets between us already, Sav? I’m wounded.”
She stopped dead, her glare piercing. “Why did you go back to the library last night?”
I knew she’d listened.Shit.
“I just told you. I wanted to apologize. I figured you’d still be there.”
“Because I have nowhere better to be?” Her gaze was steady as she challenged my assumption. “You wanted to get out of our session pretty badly, why?”
It was my turn to watch her. My head tilted slightly as I assessed her. Her fingers tapped against her thigh, and I knew she had surprised herself by confronting me.
Which was exactly what I wanted.
“I’m not sure that’s your business, is it?” I looked her over, more slowly.
“You sounded pretty upset on the phone. Twelve of what won’t see you through the next month?”
Fuck.
I couldn’t let her see my panic. “Boundaries, Sav. Have you heard of them?”
“Don’t call me ‘Sav.’” Her eyes narrowed. “You’re diverting.”
“Diverting what?”
She inhaled deeply, her eyes narrowing. “I can’t with you, do you know that? You are the single most infuriating person I’ve ever met.”
I smiled. “It’s so nice when I get compliments.”
She took a breath, ready to let loose, and then I watched as she caught hold of herself, squared her shoulders, and started walking again.
“Go away, Dante. I’ll see you next week.”
Nuh uh.I needed to know exactly how much she heard. How much she’d thought about it since hearing it.
“Should you be listening to people’s conversations?” I asked coolly.
She turned, and her composure slipped a little more. “I wasn’t—”
“You just admitted by omission that you were.”
“If you paid this much attention in our study sessions, you’d be better prepared for the pop quiz next week.” She shoved her hand into her pocket, the other still clutched on her bag. When I said nothing, she rolled her eyes. “I didn’t know you were there, especially since you were so eager to leave, and then I realized you were on a call. So I did thepolitething and walked away.”
“Mmhmm.”
Her nostrils flared. “Mmhmm?What is that supposed to mean?”
