Page 136 of Brooklyn Cupid

“It’s okay.”

“Just okay?”

“Well, you are not here. And he’s a lousy date. Not much of a talker.”

I dissolve at the sound of her laughing.

“Hey. Do you see the stars?” Lu asks all of a sudden. “Usually, you can’t see them with all the lights in the city. But I can see the Big Dipper tonight. In Russian, they call it Big Mama Bear.”

Lu always notices the most random things.

I look up.

Yep, Mama Bear is there.

They say stars reflect light. Maybe, they reflect the light of her eyes. So, technically, it’s like looking at her.

“I see you, Lucy Moor,” I say.

“Yeah?” I can hear a smile in her voice.

“I got my eyes on you.”

“Good. Keep it that way, Jace Reed.”

There’s a moment of silence, then there’s her voice again, unusually soft and timid. “Hey, Jace?”

“Yes, Lu?”

There’s obnoxious laughter in the background, and suddenly, Becky’s loud voice is in my ear.

“Hey, Jace Reed? Back off! You are stealing my best friend!”

Jesus, Becky.

I know she’s joking, but I want my Lu back on the phone.

“It’s a girls’ night out,” Becky complains. “So let her go!”

I wasn’t the one who called.

“Go do what you do,” she adds.

“What is that?” I tease her. When Becky is tipsy, I can have the upper hand.

“Those mysterious things you callsales.” She’s pretty lit. “With that cocky friend of yours, Rrrrroey.”

Correction, she’sverydrunk.

“Cocky?” I’m so pushing her buttons.

“Yeah. With that hot-stuff attitude and those bluish-green eyes that look fake. Does he wear contacts?”

“No.” I grin. “Do you always notice the different shades in people’s eyes?”

“You know what—”

“I do. That’s because you don’t like him.”

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