Page 53 of The Odds of Happily Ever After
“Did you have a minor?” he asked me.
I nodded. “Economics.”
His jaw flexed but he didn’t say anything else.
Luna chuckled. “You are such a numbers guy. I’ll meet with my advisor next week.” She blinked as though a thought occurred to her. Her face fell, her shoulders slumping. “Adding units means a higher tuition, right?”
Even before I said yes, I saw her mentally crossing off the idea.
“Just meet with your advisor and get all the info,” Tala told her. “Then we can talk about it.”
“Yeah, okay.” Luna smiled, yet it didn’t reach her eyes.
After dinner, I went to the powder room and came out to find Tala leaning against the wall beside the door.
“Don’t you have two other bathrooms in this suite?” I asked, knowing full well she was waiting there for a reason.
“None of them had you primping inside.”
I chuckled, and she surprised me with a hug.
“I missed you, Gabe,” she mumbled against my shoulder.
“Your boyfriend isn’t going to kill me for touching you, is he?” I patted her back.
Laughing, she drew away. “Of course not. He knows I like them tall.”
“I’m seven inches taller than you.”
Her head tipped to the side as she gave me a pitying smile. “Have you seen Jason?”
“It’s a good thing I don’t have a fragile ego. You know just where to hit a man.”
She snorted. “Like you don’t know what you look like. Did I ever tell you Jason thought you looked like a male model when you first met?”
My eyebrows flew up. “I’ll have to return the compliment.”
“He actuallyiskind of a male model. Oh, and Lonzo said something similar about you.”
“Really? I don’t think your brother likes me.”
“He feels protective about Luna.”
“I sensed that,” I said. “Did you tell him he should worry about her classmates, not me?”
“Should he?”
“Tala . . .”
“What?” Her face was the picture of innocence. “You went on a road trip with Luna.”
“She took care of me when I was sick.” I already knew Luna told Tala because Tala had called to check in on me.
Tala smiled softly. “She’s a natural, isn’t she? I always thought she’d be a better nurse than me.”
“She is,” I said. “But it’s not what she likes.”
“Yes. By the way, thanks for bringing up the minor thing. That’s the perfect solution for her.”
