“Nice to meet you too.” I stand there awkwardly, grabbing my beer and taking a swig.
“Would you like another drink?” our new friend asks while eying me up and down, trying to picture me naked, I’m sure.
“Thanks, but I’m okay with this one. It was nice to meet you.” I turn back to my chair, hoping that she got the point that I’m not interested.
I look between Haylee and Kyler, and both are shocked. When have I ever turned someone down?
“Well, that sucks for you—she totally looked interested. I’ll be back. I gotta pee.” Haylee hops off her stool and heads toward the restroom.
If she were anyone else, I would follow her and take her right there in the bathroom. Fuck, what is wrong with me?
“Dude, what’s up with you?” Kyler asks, pulling my attention back from the direction Haylee walked in back to him.
I turn and see him giving me a look, as if he’s trying to figure out what’s going on in my head.
“You just turned down a sure thing.”
I shrug, pulling the bottle to my lips. “I just wasn’t feeling it.”
Out of the corner of my eye, I see Kyler has not stopped staring at me. His brows furrow and his eyes narrow. Did he read right through that bullshit excuse I fed him?
After a few moments, he turns back to his beer and takes a sip. I can only hope that he’ll drop it.
“So, boys, what are we drinking next?” Haylee returns from the restroom and places both hands on our shoulders, pulling us closer to her. “How about a shot? Amanda! A round of shots, please.”
This is going to be a long fucking night.
Me: Hey, I’m stealing you away today. I’ll pick you up in twenty minutes.
Haylee: I can’t, I have plans.
Me: No, you don’t. I already checked with Cam.
Haylee:What? Remind me to have the dorm room locks changed.
Me: As I said, be ready in twenty minutes.
Haylee: Where are we going?
Me: If I told you, it wouldn’t be a surprise now, would it?
Haylee: How am I supposed to know what to wear?
Me: Stop trying to find a reason to get out of it and just accept it.
Haylee: *Eye roll*
Me: Dress comfortably.
Haylee: Ugh, fine. Why are we doing this?
Me: I’ll see you in twenty minutes.
Haylee: Who’s avoiding now?
Me: See ya later Hails.
Haylee: Whatever! I need like an hour.