“Just college and work. You?”
“Just college,” I replied.
He glanced down at his phone with a frown. “Listen, I have to go. My classes are back to back, but can I have your number? Maybe we can catch up.”
Josh handed me his phone and I typed in my number along with my name. With a smile and a brief hug, he left. Not even a few seconds later I received a text message.
Josh: Lunch tomorrow?
I looked up, he was standing across the cafeteria with a smile, running his hand through his tousled light brown hair. I sent a single word:
Me: Yes.
Maybe that was what I needed—to get to know other people, other guys to get Nathan out of my head. There wasn't anything wrong with trying, right?