Page 685 of Filthy Elites

“That’s such a wonderful memory.”

“Yeah. It was a long time ago.” He had forgotten it until he started talking to the women. It was one of the only nice things from his childhood. His grandmother had died when he was ten and so had his fun times with her.

He was going to turn away and give up on his idea when the second woman spoke.

“Would you like some bird seed?”

It had been almost too easy, but now the opportunity was presented to him without him having to ask. “Yes, please. That would be great.”

She handed him a plastic bag with an inch of seeds at the bottom. It was the perfect amount for his plan.

“Thanks, ladies. You both have a great day.” They waved goodbye as he made his way past his car, stopping at the Audi. Adrian opened the bag and sprinkled the seed all over the hood, top, and trunk of the car. He shook the bag to make sure every seed was used.

Surveying his handiwork, he made his way back to his vehicle to get his stuff. He turned back to Kelsey’s car as the first bird flew down to eat and was followed by several others. As the birds flew away, they left behind white, gray, and greenish yellow blobs all over her car.

Grinning, he hurried toward the coffee shop. He wished he could see her reaction when she found her car completely covered with bird crap.

* * *

Kelsey had beenin line for more than ten minutes, but her wait was almost over. She would have been done already if the guy in front of her could make up his mind. He had been waffling between nonfat milk and two percent and then debated whether he wanted mocha, caramel, or vanilla flavoring. He had even turned to Kelsey to ask her opinion, which he hadn’t taken. She had suggested he get all three, hoping it would hurry him along.

He had wrinkled his nose at her and turned back to the harried barista. In the end he’d decided on a skinny vanilla latte with a shot of espresso and caramel whipped cream.

Kelsey rolled her eyes and ordered a couple of scones and two large coffees with half and half and extra shots in both. They would need the extra boost to make it through their classes.

Her name was called before skinny vanilla latte guy and he stomped up to the front to find out why his was not first. The young girl explained that Kelsey’s coffees only had to be poured. His was much more complicated.

Kelsey grabbed the pastry bag and a cardboard cup in each hand and headed toward the back of the shop where Gwen was waiting. Two female students stopped directly in front of her, so she turned to go around them and ran right into a hard muscular chest.

The lid popped off one of the coffees and a large amount splashed out and all down the front of the guy’s T-shirt.

“Shit, that’s hot!”

Kelsey’s stomach dropped. There was no way possible that she had just dumped hot liquid down the front of Adrian’s clothes. She forced her eyes to travel past his wet shirt, up to his neck, and finally to look into his furious eyes.

She said a silent prayer to the powers that be to open up the floor and swallow her up. “I…I’m…sorry.” She turned and set the rest of the coffee and the bag onto the nearest table, not caring that it was already occupied. She grabbed a few napkins from the people there without asking and dabbed at Adrian’s shirt.

Adrian couldn’t believe Kelsey had done it again. The woman was a menace at best and seriously disturbed at worst. She was either a magnet for accidents or she was out to get him. He stepped back out of her reach. “You’ve done enough for today.” He paused. “Do me a favor and stay away from me.”

She watched him stalk past the counter and around the side to the restrooms.

Kelsey turned away and headed back to collect her coffees and scones. She slipped into her seat, handing the full cup to Gwen and stared into her half empty one.

“I just dumped coffee on Adrian.”

Gwen’s eyes grew large. “On purpose?”

“No! It was an accident. I didn’t know it was him until after it happened.”

Gwen arched a brow. “I’m sure he’ll understand.”

Kelsey was vehemently shaking her head. “No. No, he won’t. It wasn’t the first run-in we’ve had today.”

“Oh no. What else happened?”

“I, uh…I almost hit him with my car.”

“Kelsey!”

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