further. I wasn’t interested in any guys.
Well, apart from Joel.
Mmm, sexy, wet Joel in just a towel.
God my insides were about to explode at just the mere flashback.
I needed to calm the hell down.
“Well your admirer is heading this way.” He chuckled, taking a large bite of his burger, to mask his smile behind the bun.
No no no. This was not happening!
“Hey, sexy newbie, what did I say about fate lending a hand?”
I rolled my eyes and tensed slightly, when he pulled up a chair, sitting right down beside me. He obviously didn’t have an issue with invading someone’s personal space. Our bodies were practically touching, much to my disgust.
“It’s a college that we both go to, there will be times we’ll bump into each other, fate has nothing to do with it,” I snapped, taking a bite of my sandwich.
I was hoping he’d take the hint and leave, but subtlety didn’t seem like something he would pick up on. I guess the majority of things went over his head
“Nope,” he replied smugly, shaking his head. “Fate brought us together this morning, you can’t deny that.”
I almost choked on the contents.
His hand slapped my back and much to my relief, I felt the food dislodge itself.
I turned to face him. “I was lost and you just happened to be around to help me, fate doesn’t even come into it.”
I wanted to kick him and his stupid fate theories in the head. I smiled at the visualisation, it was something I could watch all day long.
“I think the lady doth protest too much.” He slung his arm over the back of my chair, moving ever nearer.
Oh, he was seriously pissing me off now.
“Whatever, is there anything else you want?” I leapt forward in my chair and turned to face him. I just wanted him gone. I was over all this stupid crazy one side flirting. There wasn’t one part of me interested in carrying on this conversation a moment longer.
“Depends what you’re offering.” He grinned and I felt my face flush.
Dammit!
Ryan’s eyes wickedly danced with humour, as he continued to watch me closely. He was enjoying making me squirm, I could just tell. “But I’ll get to that at some later date, see you around Izzy, try not to miss me too much.” He grabbed my hand and placed a soft kiss against my skin, before shooting me another wink.
I grabbed the napkin and quickly erased it from my hand. “Oh my god, that guy seriously needs psychological help, as he’s obviously seeing things that aren’t actually there.” I scowled, exasperated by his actions. My eyes flicked over to Elijah, only to find him grinning wildly back.
“So, he seems nice…”
Was he being funny?
“Nice? Are you freaking kidding me?”
“He’s maybe a little full on. I think she should go on a date with him though, what harm can it do?” He smiled, grabbing the last chip and smothered it in ketchup before devouring it whole.
I glared at his response. “What harm could it do? I’d murder him that’s what and how the hell did he find out my name?” It made my skin crawl to even think about him making any enquiries about me.
I was not interested. End of.
“Someone’s been asking around.” He sang in his stupid singsong voice again.
Now I wanted to punch him too.
“Just do it, I would tap that ass in a minute,” he replied, as he leisurely licked the chocolate sauce from his spoon, before devouring the rest of his cake. I stared down at mine, suddenly losing my appetite.
Just great.
“I’m not interested in guys.” I gingerly pushed the dessert away, and rested my elbows against the table, as my face fell down into my hands. The thought of fending off some guy’s unwanted affections just made me feel sick, it was something I’d always shied away from.
Elijah pressed his lips together and nodded. “Ahhh right, I thought you were giving off that vibe.” He took a long sip of his drink and my eyes widened.
What the hell did he mean by that?
“What vibe?”
He pushed his empty plate