“Julian’s following me. Anymore, he’s everywhere I go.”
She shrugs and takes a sip from her soda. “I think it’s cute.”
“Stalking isn’t cute,” I shoot back. “It’s a crime.”
She laughs, choking on her soda. “Stop it. You’re overreacting. Julian isn’t stalking you.”
“Did you tell Cole we would be here today?”
She nods.
“And did you happen to tell him which days I work at Broad Street Beans?”
Sadie stuffs her mouth with the last bit of her chicken wrap to avoid my question.
“You did,” I gasp. “Didn’t you?”
She flashes a cheeky smile with her mouth full of food.
“You little bitch. How could you do that?”
I’m annoyed but not mad, and she doesn’t take my words to heart.
Sadie rolls her shoulders, washing down her food with a few more sips of her soda. “I might have mentioned when you work in case Cole wants the best friend discount.”
I snort at her comment. “None of the guys on the hockey team come into Broad Street Beans.”
“That’s because they’re not supposed to drink a lot of caffeine.”
I cock an eyebrow at her. “Why do you know that?”
“You’re not the only one who’s dating an athlete.” Changing the subject, she says, “What are you wearing this weekend?”
“Clothes,” I say with a wicked smile.
She shakes her head, a smirk tugging at her mouth. “You’re such a pain in my ass sometimes. Really, what are you wearing for your date with Julian?”
“Whatever.” I shrug. “It doesn’t matter. Jeans, I guess.”
Her mouth opens in horror. “Are you kidding me, woman? Please, tell me you are. I won’t be home this weekend. Remember I have my cousin’s wedding in The Hamptons.” I nod to acknowledge and she continues, “I’ll give you something to wear. Please don’t wear some ratty shirt and jeans for your date.”
“I still can’t believe you have a legit date with Cole next week.”
“Don’t do that,” she snaps. “Don’t deflect just to avoid talking about Julian.”
“It’s crazy you were able to outbid everyone,” I continue with a goofy look on my face that she frowns at. “Weird, huh? I have to go on a date with Julian, and you have one with your dream man. After all of these years of trying, you somehow manage to outbid every girl on campus.”
For whatever reason, I have this gut feeling that Sadie planned to raise my paddle for me all along. She could have handed it back to me. Instead, she held it in the air, unwilling to lower it until after my number was declared the winner. It was too convenient. And now, she has a date with Julian’s best friend.
Sadie shrugs, unaffected, her eyes pointed at the table across from us to avoid meeting my intense stare. “Luck was finally on my side.”
“But weren’t tons of girls bidding on him?”
“I was very aggressive,” she challenges. “We only have a few months left. I had to win the date.”
We sit in silence for a few minutes, where I finish my food and Sadie casually stares over at Cole, pretending she’s not checking him out. If he were to look over, he’d see
her violating him with her eyes. She licks her lips like she’s starving and can’t wait to sink her teeth into him. She could have talked to him when I was dating Julian, but every time they were in the same room, she would run away, too afraid to hold a conversation with him.