Page 57 of The Odds of Happily Ever After
Blue-gray eyes met mine in the rearview mirror. “Right. Weird.”
Gabe insisted onbringing me up to my apartment, and I didn’t protest because this might be the last time we got to hang outfor a while. Tomorrow, we’d go back to distant greetings around campus, so I would take as much of him as I could before then.
“Thanks again for the road trip,” I said as we reached my door. “That was fun.”
“You’re welcome.”
“Admit it. You had fun too.”
He smiled, and it was like sunlight breaking through the clouds. “It wasn’t bad.”
“Uh huh.” Unlocking the door, I swung it open, and Gabe put down my bag just past the doorway.
He straightened and placed his hands on his thighs. “So. I’ll see you around.”
I wanted to step right up to him and hug him, but he held himself stiffly. Even though he seemed comfortable hugging Ate, he might reject that show of affection coming from me, and I didn’t want to risk ruining the progress we’d made.
I settled for a wave instead. “Bye, Gabe.”
“Take care, Luna.”
My smile lingered long after he’d left. As I chatted with Kriz about the weekend, I felt full of air and out of breath at the same time.
“You know Chloe’s going to ask about Gabe, right?” Kriz said. “You guys were on the jumbotron, like, twice.”
Of course—the cameras loved to follow Ate now that everyone knew she was dating Jason. “It’s not like we were sitting beside each other.” Lonzo made it a point to sit between me and Gabe, and honestly, I was thankful for that. I might not have been able to pay attention to the game otherwise.
“I’m guessing you won’t tell her who you rode with?” Laughter filled Kriz’s voice.
“Probably not.” I could already imagine how Chloe would react. I’d just been through another round of ride-related innuendos with Kriz. That was more than enough.
“Can you believe you’re actually hanging out with the professor now? Talk about a plot twist.”
“It was just one trip.” That was what I reminded myself anyway.
Scrolling through my camera feed, I found a selfie I’d taken at the arena. The left side of Gabe’s face was cut off, but he was smiling in that subdued way he did in public.
“Are you in love with him yet?” Kriz teased.
I rolled my eyes. “It’s not like that.”
The doorbell rang, and I sat up, looking at the door.
“Is that him?”
“Of course not,” I said even though I wished it was.
“I’ve got to run to the gym,” Kriz said. “Text me if he came back to profess his love.”
“You’re insane.”
Despite what I said, my pulse thundered in my ears as I rushed to open the door. A delivery guy stood waiting outside with two plastic to-go cups.
“You have the wrong address,” I told him. “I didn’t order anything.”
He checked his phone. “Luna Reyes?”
I frowned. “Yes.”
