“You said that at the end of summer,” she says, “And yet, here we are.”
Before I can fire back, I spot a flash of blonde hair.
“There she is!” I grin, gesturing as my mystery girl re-emerges from the back.
“Delilah, meet my new friend—” I pause, letting her fill in the blank.
“Jill,” she adds.
“Jill! Perfect. So, which one?”
Jill gives me another once-over, her eyes lingering a beat too long. She touches my arm.
“Definitely navy.”
From the corner of my eye, I see Delilah twitch.
“Do you agree, Mittens?” I ask, shooting her a grin.
She doesn’t look at me. “I just want to buy my pens and leave.”
I click my tongue, shaking my head. “Always in a rush, this one.”
Jill nods sympathetically. Did she just push her chest out a little? Did she?—
Wait. Did she just go to the back to change? I swear she didn’t have that impressive rack on show a few moments ago.
I smirk, tossing the navy hoodie onto the counter. “I trust your judgment, Jill.” I wink at her and she blushes.
As she rings it up, I glance at Delilah behind me, seeing what she’s buying.
“Forgetting pens on the first day? Not very top of the class behavior, Greer. I might have to report you to the principal.”
Delilah’s eye twitches.
“Shut up.”
Jill hands me the bag with a smile. “Do you want to wear it now?”
I fake a shiver. “Oh yes, darling. Since Delilah walked in, I’ve been feeling a chill in the air.”
Delilah mutters something under her breath.
Pretty sure it was a death threat.
I shoulder the bag and flash Jill a grin.
“Oh, and Jill? DM me on Insta—@TroybRO. That’s b then capital R-O. Big party tonight. You have to come.”
She blushes, already opening her phone.
Behind me, Delilah makes a noise of pure disgust.
I glance back as I head for the door.
She’s avoiding looking at me.
“Let’s catch up soon, Greer!” I call out, she looks up for a split second and I wink at her before she looks away.
