"We are. Walk you to class?" A smirk appears on his lips that I remember all too well. A flutter of the butterflies he used to give me threaten to take flight as he watches me intently.
Luca was one of my best friends in high school, and I spent almost all our time together with the biggest crush on him. It seems that maybe the teenage girl inside me still thinks that he could be it for me.
"I'd love you to."
"Come on then, Princess," Leon says and my entire body jolts at hearing that pet name for me.He’s never called me that before and I really hope he’s not about to start now.
Clearly not noticing my reaction, he once again takes my books from me and threads his arm through mine as the pair of them lead me into the lecture hall.
I glance at both of them, a smile pulling at my lips and hope building inside me.
Maybe this was where I was meant to be this whole time.
Maybe Columbia and I were never meant to be.
More than a few heads turn our way as we climb the stairs to find some free seats. Mostly it's the females in the huge space and I can't help but inwardly laugh at their reaction.
I get it.
The Dunn twins are two of the Kings around here and I'm currently sandwiched between them. It's a place that nearly every female in this college, hell, this state, would kill to be in.
"Dude, shift the fuck over," Luca barks at another guy when he pulls to a stop a few rows from the back.
The guy who's got dark hair and even darker eyes immediately picks up his bag, books, and pen and moves over a space.
"This is Colt," Luca explains, nodding to the guy who's studying me with interest.
"Hey," I squeak, feeling a little intimidated.
"Hey." His low, deep voice licks over me. "Ow, what the fuck, man?" he barks, rubbing at the back of his head where Luca just slapped him.
"Letty's off-limits. Get your fucking eyes off her."
"Dude, I was just saying hi."
"Yeah, and we all know what that usually leads to," Leon growls behind me.
The three of us take our seats and just about manage to pull our books out before our professor begins explaining the syllabus for the semester.
"Sorry about the coffee," Luca whispers after a few minutes. "Here." He places a bottle of water on my desk. "I know it's not exactly a replacement, but it's the best I can do."
The reminder of the mess I left out in the hallway hits me.
"I should go and—"
"Chill," he says, placing his hand on my thigh. His touch instantly relaxes me as much as it sends a shock through my body. "I'll get you a replacement after class. Might even treat you to a cupcake."
I smile up at him, swooning at the fact he remembers my favorite treat.
Why did I ever think coming here was a bad idea?
Chapter Two
Letty
My hand aches by the time Professor Whitman finishes talking. It feels like a lifetime ago that I spent this long taking notes.
"You okay?" Luca asks me with a laugh as I stretch out my fingers.