“Caramel macchiato,” I said.
Might as well get to know my enemy.
I quietly moved to the waiting area with her, pausing slightly in my steps when I realized her eyes were on me.
I wondered how long it would take her to notice me close by, and if she was only now noticing me, then it was too fucking long.
I kept my expression neutral as I kept eye contact for three long seconds and looked away.
It didn’t look like she recognized me, otherwise, she would be running away and screaming her head off.
I smiled slightly at the thought.
It was good, I supposed. Two years was a long time to try to remember someone you screwed over.
Unlucky for her, I remembered her.
Had dreamt about her. Had been obsessing over her.
And yet now that she was within touching distance of me, I didn’t know what to fucking do.
She shifted slightly, trying to put some distance between us, a slight blush covering her cheeks.
I had never been more fascinated with blushing cheeks than I was now, and I wondered if other places on her body got that red.
That fascinated me almost as much as what the reason might be behind it.
Was it anger or annoyance that made her look like that?
Or shyness and…
Attraction?
Was she attracted to me?
How fucking… interesting.
What the hell was I supposed to do with that information?
I didn’t know.
I met Kai’s eyes from across the cafe. He frowned at me as if asking me what I was up to.
Fuck if I knew.
I turned away from him and watched as she walked to the counter after her drink was called.
She took a small sip of it, made eye contact with me once more, and walked out the door, probably heading to class.
Everything in me said to follow her.
To ensure no other fucker touched what I had now decided belonged to me.
Instead, I made myself ignore her and grabbed my drink that was placed on the counter. Then I walked back to my car.
I had seen enough of Ryleigh Hudson for the day.
But I knew I wasn’t done with her.