Not that I’ve been watching him or anything.
“Astrid, this is my best friend, Elsa.”
“Elsa.” Astrid rolls my name off her tongue with a discreet smile.
“What?” I ask.
“Nothing.” She laughs, waving her hand. “I just heard so much about you and the only names I got were Frozen and Ice Princess. I’m glad to know your real name.”
I wince.
“Oh, sorry.
I didn’t mean to offend you.” She clasps my hand. “I’m really glad to finally meet Aiden’s obsession.”
“Wait. What?” My lips part open.
“He used to watch you all the time.”
She’s about to say something when her gaze strays to where Levi stands with the football team.
An electric current passes between them and I find myself caught in the way they watch each other.
It’s like they’re the only two people in the room.
The longing and the passion are so tangible, I almost taste it on my tongue. My chest squeezes for no apparent reason.
“Come here, princess,” Levi shouts.
“Yes, my queen.” Ronan yells. “Let’s have a drinking competition for old times’ sake.”
“In your fucking dreams,” Levi growls at him.
“I’m in.” Astrid laughs then looks at me and Kim. “Let’s go.”
Kim takes her hand, but I shake my head. “It’s not my scene, but thanks for offering.”
Out of the corner of my eye, Kim gives me a reprimanding look as she follows Astrid to the middle of the party. Ronan is already preparing the drinks with the help of his teammates.
Time to search for a hole where I can hide for the rest of the party — and watch Kim.
She’s on her second — or third shot. We’re definitely not driving back to her house.
A taxi it is.
My gaze gets lost in the crowd as if I’m searching for something.
Or someone.
Nope. I’m absolutely not searching for him.
I head to the reception-style table to pick something to eat.
Here’s to hoping it’s not all junk food.
I collide against a hard chest. Ow. Seriously, what’s with colliding into people today?
Only this time… it’s different.