Page 33 of Good Luck Charm for the Wolf

“I was thinking about swinging by Pizza Girls later. You know, we can catch up. Talk.”

His beady eyes rake over me from head to foot, and suddenly I feel dirty and not in a sexy way. More in a I want to take a shower right now way.

I blink.

“Talk? About what?”

He shrugs, stepping closer, too close, and drops his voice like he’s auditioning for a bad soap opera.

“Us, Deen. I mean, you can’t tell me you don’t still think about what we had.”

I hate that he calls me Deen. And I’m kind of stunned that he is really trying this nonsense.

I snort so loudly my professor, who is walking behind me gathering her things, glances over.

Oh great. An audience.

Exactly what I needed right now.

I force a polite smile because Professor Wren is literally within earshot, and I refuse to be that girl who causes a scene on campus.

“Eric, there’s nothing to talk about,” I say sweetly through clenched teeth. “You and I are ancient history. Fossils, even.”

He looks momentarily confused, but recovers fast with a lazy smirk.

“Come on, Deen. We always had chemistry?—”

“Nope. We didn’t, and I have nothing to discuss with you,” I cut him off, grabbing my bag more firmly. “Goodbye, Eric.”

I turn before he can toss out another pathetic attempt at rekindling and head toward the parking lot, with my pulse ticking a little too fast.

Ugh.

What a freaking joke.

If chemistry meant him forgetting my birthday two years in a row and treating me like an afterthought unless he was horny or hungry, then sure.

We were practically Einstein and Madame Curie.

I make it to my car and sit for a minute, willing the frustration to leave me.

I don’t need this energy in my space today.

Not when I have a real date with a real man tonight.

As if on cue, my phone pings.

Doug

[Image: dopey husky with its tongue out and crossed eyes]

When you accidentally open the camera app but still try to look cool.

Also me, getting ready for our date later.

I stare at the screen for a second, and then I’m laughing.

Loud, genuine laughter that bubbles up so fast it actually makes my eyes water a little.

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