My very colorful friend laughs again, but finally goes back to looking ahead.
"I can promise the first part. The second I can't guarantee, since it's way too fun. You and Charlie blush with the same ease, did you know?"
I huff at the nonsense and shake my head no.
"I don't blush, damn it," I decree, but he just shoots me a sideways glance and a little smile.
"It's cute, don't worry."
"I'm not cute! I..." I try to protest again, but the deep voice of the old professor interrupts me.
"Pause your talking for a bit, Miss Black, because it seems the topic between Mr. Clarke and Mr. Hayes is much more important than the content of this class," the man says sarcastically, crossing his arms and looking at us accusingly. Igive an apologetic sign to him and to the student presenting the seminar, and Logan and I apologize in unison.
Professor Hank huffs, but after a few more seconds of a judgmental look, he goes back to addressing the girl and lets her resume the seminar.
Logan and I stay quiet and pretend to pay attention for a few minutes, but soon I see him grab his phone and type something. When my phone lights up, I open our group chat with Charlie as discreetly as possible.
Logan: Char, can you believe Tanny thinks he's not cute and doesn't blush?
His message makes me roll my eyes. The girl's reply takes no more than a few seconds:
Charlie: hahahaha no way! There's nothing cuter than the concentration face he makes when he's studying, all focused
I huff and start typing my protest, but the blond man is faster.
Logan: Yes! I also like the sleepy version that's kind of grumpy
I shake my head in disbelief.
Ethan: Cute my ass. I can be hot, handsome, smart... Not a damn teddy bear!
Charlie: You're all of that. Cocky too, but we let it slide because it's really nice to sleep wrapped around you, like a big bear for real
This time Logan almost can't hold back the laugh and is forced to disguise it with a cough before typing his next bit of nonsense.
Logan: Right? Plus he's all warm, nobody even needs a blanket if they sleep next to him
Ethan: Oh, for the love of God
Logan: And now he's blushing again
Charlie: hahahaha take a photo for me!
I huff again reading that and curse the too-pale skin that covers my whole body. When the man beside me moves to turn his phone in my direction and actually take a photo, I yank the device out of his hands with a quick tug and stash it under my leg, so he can't try to get it back without drawing Professor Hank's attention again. I go back to my own phone and type:
Ethan: I hate you two ?? I'm even going to sleep alone tonight
Charlie: no you don't, baby. And I bet a lunch you can't stay away from us anymore
Logan, now looking at the messages over my shoulder, lets out a low little laugh, and I elbow him lightly.
Ethan: deal. I'll want Mexican food tomorrow, thanks
Charlie: hahahah we'll see, kitten, we'll see
"You're not going to resist. No chance," Loey whispers, and even though I give him another elbow to the stomach, I know he's right.
I'm already far from being able to resist any moment spent with these two.
