He scoffed. “Please. What about that guy from class? He saw me with you and looked like he wanted to strangle me to get to you.”
Rolling my eyes, I shook my head. “He asked me for coffee, but I couldn’t go.”
“Couldn’t or wouldn’t?”
“Couldn’t.” Wouldn’t because a certain man had been on my mind. “But I think I’ll take him up on his offer now.” I had been stupid not to accept the chance to get to know him. He was cute and sweet like I’d thought, and I was wasting my time thinking about a man who was completely different from me.
“Good, you two could hit it off. He was cute.”
I nodded. “Enough about me though. How’s things been for you?”
He waved a hand around. “Same old. Your life is completely more entertaining than my boring one.”
“I doubt that. What happened with that Sam guy?”
West actually blushed. I used to think he was one of the biggest flirts out there, but he was just always touchy and nice to everyone. He’d met Sam about a month ago when we’d been out for drinks one night. We all could see the sparks flying.
“He’s great.” He smiled shyly.
“Oh my God, you love him.”
“What? No, it’s too soon for that.” His gaze traveled off, and he was back to smiling sweetly.
“You make me sick with how in love you are,” I teased.
His eyes snapped to me, and he reached across the table to shove me. “Stop it.”
“Lucas” was clipped.
West and I both stopped, and slowly, we dragged our eyes to the side of the booth and up, up some more, until they paused on Wreck standing there glaring down at us.
“W-Wreck, um, what, ah, what are you doing here?”
“Wreck, baby, you promised me some cake.” A red-haired woman stepped up beside Wreck and curled herself into his side. “Hi,” she said to West and me with a smile.
Sliding my hands under the table and fisting them as a pang of sadness swept through me, I quickly fought that feeling, pushed it right back down because it was stupid to have for a now obviously straight man. I should have gone with my gut feeling about Wreck being straight.
Instead, I smiled and said, “Hi, I’m Lucas. Zion’s—I mean Saint’s brother.”
“Aw, that’s the sweetest. I’m Hailey.” She looked up at Wreck with a smitten smile and said, “No wonder you wanted to come over.” He glared down at her, but she didn’t seem fazed, implying it was his usual expression.
Clearing my throat, I said, “And this is West, a friend of mine.”
“Hi, would you both like to join us?” West offered and then grunted when I kicked him under the table.
“Yes,” Wreck stated. He shoved Hailey to West’s side. I quickly had to move over or else the brute of a man would have sat half on me. Even though I’d squished myself in the corner, I could still feel his body heat.
“But, baby, I thought we were grabbing cake to go to, you know…” She giggled. “Eat it off each other.”
“Isn’t that sweet,” I said sarcastically since I was on the verge of gagging. Hailey giggled again, and I wanted to rip out her vocal cords.
Whoa, I had to back the heck off, and, from a kick to my shin, West saw it as well. I glanced at West, but his eyes were on the man beside me, and they were wide. I chanced a look out the corner of my eyes and shifted my eyes back to West when I noticed Wreck glaring down at me.
“Wreck, baby, can we get out of here? Leave these two on their date?”
“It’s not a date,” West said.
Just as I blurted, “That might be good.”
Dang it all to hell.
West and I stared at each other.
“We’re good to go,” Wreck said, and then he was out of the booth and stalking to the counter.
“It was nice to meet you both.” Hailey grinned, and she was quickly following Wreck with a sway to her small hips. Nearly every man watched as she went by. I didn’t see the appeal. Yes, she had curves and boobs, but… who was I kidding? She was stunning. No wonder Wreck had her on his arm. Was she his girlfriend or just a hookup?
“I don’t think you can glare someone to death,” West offered.
“What? I wasn’t.”
West’s brows damn near met with his hairline. “Can I ask what that was all about?”
“That was Wreck. A friend of my brother’s. From the biker club.”
“I got that from the patch on his biker vest. But what I was asking is what’s up with you and him?”
I jerked my head back in confusion. “What do you mean? Nothing.”
“Uh-huh.”
Shaking my head, I told him, “You’re being weird. How can you get from that there’s something going on? There’s nothing going on.” He stared me down. “Okay, so I may have a small crush on him, but that’s about it.”
“All right, that explains why you wanted to kill Hailey. But it doesn’t tell me why he stared at you as if… as if….”
“As if he wanted to choke me?” I shrugged. “I annoy him. He thinks I’m an idiot, that’s about all.”
“Uh-huh.”
“I really hate it when you say that.”
He smirked. “I know. Still, I don’t think it was a look of annoyance.”
“Whatever it was you thought you saw, I don’t want to hear it. I’m pushing Wreck from my mind and getting over this infatuation I have with him. In fact, the next time I see Gregory, I will be asking him for a coffee.”
West smiled at me. “Good luck with that.”
“Thanks,” I said, but from his chuckle, I had a feeling he meant something else.
My mind was still on Wreck and his actions as I waited for Kylo the next night. I couldn’t help but think about why Wreck even approached my table in the first place.
My phone chimed; it was Kylo saying he was on his way. I quickly
