He continued, either not noticing or not concerned that he’d unnerved her. “I’ve thought about you a lot since we first met. And I don’t mean at the cancer center.” They both glanced in the direction of the self-serve coffee area.
“Me, too,” she admitted against her better judgment. It was nice to know she wasn’t the only one who had replayed that morning in her head.
“Would you go out with me? For coffee, or a drink? Dinner, even?”
“We’re having coffee right now.”
“We’re studying. This doesn’t count.”
“I haven’t looked at my books once since you showed up.”
“It wasn’t agreed upon that this was a date prior to the event,” he argued. “Therefore, it doesn’t count.”
“Not mediocre anymore,” she said under her breath.
He draped one arm across the chair to his left and grinned, a triumphant glint in his eyes. “Is that a yes?”
“No.”
He frowned. “You’re saying no?”
“No.”
His head cocked sideways. “What, then?”
Lauren wrapped her fingers around her coffee mug and looked down at her hands for a moment. What did he want from her? What could his end goal possibly be? She raised her eyes back to his incredibly handsome face.
“Why?”