I nod. "Okay, deal."
"How about we flip for it?"
"There must be a better way."
He pulls his wallet from his pocket and takes out a quarter. "Can you name one?"
Actually, I can't. I nod, okay, fine. We'll flip for it. "You flip. I'll call it in the air."
He nods. He places the coin over his thumb. Flip. It spins in the air.
"Head. Heads," I say.
And now my mind is right in the gutter.
Drew catches the coin in his palm. He makes eye contact and raises an eyebrow. He looks down at the coin then holds his palm out so I can see it too. "Head it is."
I clear my throat. "Great."
"Head is great."
"Shut up."
He shrugs like he doesn't know what I'm talking about.
Chapter Five
Drew: Kendrick, I have a thought.
The buzz of my phone lulls me out of my finance class-induced boredom. I check to make sure the coast is clear. There are only twenty people and I'm right in the professor's eyeline.
I wait until he turns back to his PowerPoint presentation and tap a reply.
Kara: Don't leave me waiting in breathless suspense.
Drew: That's awfully poetic for a text.
Kara: Maybe I should be the one who writes Sinful Serenade's lyrics.
Drew: You better not let Miles hear that.
Kara: Miles should be more concerned about what he makes me hear.
Drew: You didn't like the free audio porn?
Kara: No.
Drew: We'll get him back eventually.
The person next to me clears her throat. And here I thought we all outgrew being the teacher's pet in third grade.
I drop my phone in my lap so it's out of view. It buzzes again.
Holy shit.
It's right between my legs. It's pressed up against my clit. That buzz is so...
I bite my lip so I won't react. This is so not the place. I try to grab the phone but it buzzes again.