Текст книги "Finding My Prince Charming"

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Chapter 5

“Lola, are you sure you’re okay?” Anna looked at me in concern as we made our way down Oxford Street. “We don’t have to go today, you know.”

“We have to go.” I gave her a reassuring smile. “I’m fine. I’m not in a unique position, you know. Many people have had disastrous one-night stands. It’s almost a rite of passage for women these days.”

“But he just sounds like a real jerk.”

“A jerk I’ll never see again.” A brief ripple of disappointment ran through me as I pictured Xavier’s face. I told you that I was stupid. Only a stupid idiot would regret the fact that they wouldn’t be seeing the guy who’d called her a prostitute again. “There’s no need for us to miss the pre-class meet-up with all our new classmates. Especially since I already missed the opening exhibit for my first class.” I bit my lip. “I’ve got a bad feeling that the professor is going to ask us about his talk and call on me and I’m going to have to come up with some lame excuse as to why I don’t know the answer.”

“Just tell him the truth.” Anna shrugged, and I gave her a crazy look.

“Really, Anna?” I rolled my eyes. “Excuse me, Professor, but I missed your talk on Impressionist art in Europe because my best friend drank too much alcohol and saw a hot guy and decided to have a one-night stand. And I was worried about her so I decided to go with her.  Only it didn’t go as planned, and the next night, I ended up sleeping with that guy’s even hotter friend. Oh, and the sex was great, but he called me a prostitute, and oh, we didn’t use protection, so I might be pregnant as well.”

“Well, maybe not.” Anna giggled. “Not when you put it like that.”

“Yeah. I don’t quite think he’s going to be impressed with that excuse.” I giggled as well. “Not unless he’s got a perverted sense of humor.”

“Well, maybe tell him you got sick or something.” Anna shrugged and looked at me. “Like morning sickness or something.” Her hand immediately flew to her mouth as she realized what she had said. “Oh, sorry.”

“It’s fine,” I groaned. “I’m not pregnant. I’m pretty sure I’m fine. I looked online and I wasn’t in a fertile period.” I groaned. “I can’t believe I just said fertile period.”

“Okay, good.”

I groaned at myself. “I can’t believe I didn’t ask him about a condom,” I sighed.

“I think your mind was on other things.”

“Yeah.” I shook my head. “I can’t deny it. He was so hot. And he had a way with his hands.”

“Oh, Lola, you’re so bad.”

“I know.” I laughed and fluffed my hair as we came to the restaurant we were meeting our new classmates at. “But that was the temporary new me. I’m back to being regular boring Lola now.”

“But we’ve only been in London for one week now,” Anna groaned. “You were only bad Lola for one night, and that was just last night.”

“Well, bad Lola’s already gotten into too much trouble.” I shivered as we walked into the restaurant. “I’d rather just enjoy our time here and the classes and have some innocent fun.”

“I’m totally going to get laid by some hot English guy.” Anna laughed and shook her shoulder-length blond hair. “That was the reason I came.”

“Oh, Anna,” I giggled, and we looked around to find our group.

Anna and I had talked about coming to Europe for years. But neither of us had ever thought it would happen. We just weren’t the sort of girls who got to travel to places like Europe. Tampa, yes. Miami, yes. Even New York City once. But international travel had never seemed like a real possibility. We’d both grown up in Palm Bay, Florida, and gone through elementary school and high school there, and then we’d both gone off to college at the University of Central Florida, which was less than two hours away in Orlando. The closest we’d gotten to international travel was when we went to Epcot at Disney World.

“There they are.” Anna’s voice was excited as we worked our way across the room to the large table of other excited students from across the world.

There was a huge poster on a stand next to the table that read “Welcome to London, students of the world!” I trembled with excitement as I surveyed the group. It wasn’t as large as I had thought it would be, but perhaps that was good. There were fifteen students there—ten girls and five boys.

“Oh my God, I’m in love,” Anna whispered to me. “That blond guy is to die for.”

I checked out the guys to see which one she was talking about and my eyes connected with another guy’s—a guy with a piercing gaze and smiling green eyes. He gave me a wide smile and I smiled back. He was very cute with his black hair, tan skin, and green eyes, and I wondered to myself if I had been too hasty in changing my rules back.

I quickly looked away from him to survey the other guys and to see who Anna was talking about. I didn’t want to give Green Eyes the wrong impression, and I felt a bit creeped out that he had a similar physical description to Xavier, even though they looked nothing alike.

I knew who Anna was talking about as soon as I saw him. He was tall, probably about six foot four, and he had a shocking amount of wavy white-blond hair. His eyes were bright and blue, and he had a golden tan that was definitely not from his hours in London.

“Isn’t he hot?” Anna pinched me. “I have to have him.”

“Anna, let’s say hello to everyone before you take him to the back alley,” I teased, and she blushed at my words. For all of her talk, Anna was as shy as I was when she was sober and not much of a femme fatale.

“Hey, girls. Are you part of the Study in London program?” A tall blonde smiled widely at us as we nodded. “Great, I’m Henrietta. I work at the university and I’ll be your liaison. What courses are you both taking?”

“I’m doing art history.” I smiled back at her. “And Anna’s doing British literature.”

“Welcome, welcome. You’re going to love the art history course. Did you catch the museum exhibit and talk on Friday? Wasn’t it fabulous? I’ve already got my Bachelor’s, but I’m signing up for the course again just for fun because Professor Van Romerius really knows his stuff. I mean, imagine learning about art from a man who owns most of the pieces he talks about. And he’s so gorgeous. I will not have trouble getting up in the morning to look at that face.” Henrietta rambled on and I bit my lip, worried she was going to ask me if I had attended. I tried to think about what I was going to say, but then she turned towards Anna. “And don’t feel bad, dear girl. The lit program’s good as well. I think you guys are going to get to spend a week in Stratford-upon-Avon, so that will be good fun.”

“Thanks.” Anna nodded and gave me a look. We both stifled a giggle as Henrietta took a large gulp from a pint glass she had in her hand.

“Well, here are some welcome packets. Tonight, we’re just going to have dinner, let everyone get to know each other. As you know, as part of the program, we’ll have about six different meet-ups this term.” She giggled. “Oops, I mean semester. I forget you Yanks don’t have terms.”

“Okay, thanks.”

We both took the packets and were about to go and introduce ourselves to the other students when Henrietta grabbed us both by the shoulders.

“Oh, I almost forgot to remind you. Classes start tomorrow, bright and early. Please know that attendance is monitored and you will fail if you don’t attend eighty percent of your classes.” She looked at us sternly, but it was hard to take her seriously as she was hiccupping. “Oh, yeah. There will be a ball at the end of the year, so start thinking about dresses and dates. You’re both pretty girls, so I don’t think you’ll have problems snagging a date.” She paused for a moment and looked at us thoughtfully. “Oh, and one more thing. I almost forgot. There are two professors overseeing the program this year. They will have two special get-togethers at their houses at some point during the term. Make sure you show up. It looks really bad if you don’t.”

“Okay, thanks.” I nodded and nudged Anna so that she would walk away. I was starting to feel overwhelmed with all the information Henrietta was giving us.

“See you later, girls.” She grinned at us and took another large gulp of the beer in her hands.

“Bye.” I waved at her and was about to whisper something to Anna when I looked up and realized that the green-eyed boy was standing in front of me and grinning.

“Hello.” He reached his hand out towards me. “I’m Sebastian.”

“Lola.” I shook his hand and was pleasantly surprised that he didn’t squeeze it too hard or too limply like most of the guys I knew back home did.

“A beautiful name for a beautiful girl.” He gave me a dazzling smile and I blushed and tried not to remember how Xavier had responded to my name. Lolita, indeed.

“Thank you.”

“Are you American?”

“Is it that obvious?” I laughed. “I’m starting to feel like the redheaded stepchild.”

“No.” He shook his head and his dark hair fell in his face. “I was just curious.”

“Are you English?” I looked at him in surprise. He definitely had an English accent, but I wasn’t sure why he would be in this program if he were from the country.

“No.” He made a face. “God, no.” He laughed again. “I’m from a small country near Belgium. But I was educated in English boarding schools.”

“Oh.” I still looked at him curiously.

“I suppose you wonder why I’m in this program?” He made a face. “My brother convinced my mother it would be good for me because I sort of played around a bit too much last year.”

“Oh, that sucks.”

“Not really.” His eyes sparkled at me. “I’m quite glad he played the overbearing bully this time.”

“Oh?” I laughed nervously as he leaned in towards me.

“Yes.”

“Lola, you coming?” Anna called back to me, and I nodded.

“Sorry, I have to go.” I smiled at Sebastian, and he looked at me in disappointment.

“What are you studying, Lola?”

“Art history.”

“Really?” His eyes gleamed and he shook his head. “I heard the professor’s an asshole.”

“Oh no,” I groaned. “Just my luck.”

“Don’t worry. I’ll be in the class as well.”

“Oh?”

“Yeah. This way my brother really gets to watch my every step.”

“Huh?” I looked at him in confusion, but then Anna grabbed my arm.

“Come on, Lola.” She nodded towards the tall, blond surfer-looking dude, and I gave Sebastian a quick smile.

“I guess I’ll see you tomorrow, if not later again tonight,” I muttered quickly.

“I look forward to it.” He grabbed my hand and gave it a quick kiss before I was pulled away by Anna.

I glared at her. “I was just talking to that guy, you know.”

“Sorry, but I need to speak to the blond god before another girl gets her claws in him.” Anna gave me a frantic stare and nodded towards her new crush. He was standing there, eating what looked like a breadstick, and as far as I could tell, he was all alone.

“There’s no one there,” I sighed as we casually walked over to him.

“Shh!” She gave me a look. “Play it cool,” she whispered.

“I didn’t think I was playing it warm or hot,” I said, slightly irritated.

I had enjoyed talking to Sebastian. There was something about him that seemed fun as well as friendly. I wouldn’t mind making him my first male BFF. And it didn’t hurt that he was hot, either.

“Laugh,” Anna commanded me, and I gave her a look.

“Laugh at what?”

“Oh, Lola, you’re so funny.” Anna burst out laughing and played with her hair as she pretended to double over in a fit.  I stared at her in confusion, and she glared at me as she continued laughing.

“I am?”

“Oh, Lola.” Her laughter became even louder, and she took two steps backwards and bumped into the tall blond. “Oh my, I’m so sorry. I didn’t see where I was going.” She turned around and gave him a huge smile.

“No worries.” He smiled back at her and then looked over at me. “What’s the joke?”

“I’d like to know that my—” I started, and Anna started coughing.

“I’m Anna.” She batted her eyelids up at him. “I’m from Florida, which is in the United States of America, and this is my best friend, Lola.”

“Hi, girls. I’m Jason, from Brisbane, Australia. Not to be confused with Jason Donovan.”

“Who?” Anna and I both asked at the same time.

“Oh, sorry, mates. He’s an actor. I guess the Brits love him. All I keep hearing about is Jason Donovan and Kylie Minogue. I’m like, I’m in my twenties. They ain’t popular where I’m from.”

“Oh.” Anna smiled at him again, and I looked at him blankly. I had no idea what he was talking about, and I could barely understand what he was saying.

“I know Florida, though. I’ve been surfing in Cocoa Beach. Went to a contest put on by Ron Jon’s Surf Shop.”

“Oh, awesome!” Anna flashed a brilliant smile at him. “Are you a surfer?”

“I used to be.” He shrugged and his blond hair fell in his face. “Now I play rugby.”

“I love rugby,” Anna lied. I knew for a fact that Anna was lying because we had had a conversation the previous year about sports that were sexy but that we didn’t understand and rugby was at the top of the list. “And cricket.”

“Cricket.” He nodded. “I used to play in school. I was plenty rubbish though.”

“Oh, that sucks.”

“That’s okay.” He shrugged. “Want a breadstick?” He handed us the plate, and I thought Anna was going to burst from happiness as she took a limp piece of bread from the offered plate.

“No, thanks.” I shook my head.

“You girls studying with the program?”

“That’s what the party’s for, right?” I mumbled, and Anna glared at me.

I figured she deserved my being a bitch for dragging me away from Sebastian. Not that I really cared about Sebastian. In the back of my mind, all I could think about was my night with Xavier and the way his lips had kissed me all over.

“What are you studying, Jason?” Anna asked him as if it were the most important question in the world.

“Art history.”

“Really?” I looked at him in shock. He didn’t look like the sort of guy who knew anything about art.

“Yeah. I want to own my own gallery when I grow up.”

“Wow, me too.” I looked at him consideringly. I had to stop judging people by their appearances. “I’m in the art history program as well.”

“That’s cool.”

“I’m in the literature program,” Anna sighed. “Though it seems like I may be in the minority.”

“No, there’s a cool dude in that program.” He pointed to a skinny guy who was sitting on a chair playing with his phone. “That dude. I forget his name—Mike or Paul or something. He’s in the lit program as well.”

Anna looked over at him. “Figures,” she muttered as she took in his nerdy appearance.

“I heard that they are going to make us all take a lit and art class this year, though.” He made a face. “They’re trying to expand the vision and learning experience of the program.”

“But what if we’re not interested in the other stuff?” I frowned, slightly upset at the news. I had come to learn about the great art pieces of Europe, not about books.

“They think it’s all connected. At least that’s what that professor said on Friday.” He shrugged. “He seemed like he was all about it. This way, art and books can infiltrate every part of our lives. They’ll be like the air we breathe. That’s what he said. Or maybe that’s what he hopes.” Jason shrugged. “Didn’t you hear him?”

“I kinda missed the actual talk.” My face flushed. Damn Anna and Max!

“Oh.” Jason grabbed another breadstick. “You didn’t miss much.”

“Yeah, just the fact that the whole program is changing.”

I turned away to look at the other people in the group. It looked like everyone had already formed their own cliques. There were a bunch of obviously rich girls. I could tell from their clothes that they didn’t shop at Target and Forever 21 like Anna and I did. There were some obviously nerdy girls, all wearing glasses and standing around, barely talking. Most of the guys were with the rich beautiful girls, aside from the nerdy lit guy, who was sitting down, and Sebastian, who was chatting with a very obviously drunk Henrietta.

“It’ll be cool, Lola. We’ll get to take classes together.” Anna smiled and then leaned towards me, whispering in my ear, “Now scat. You’re bringing down the mood.”

“Oh, now you don’t need me.” I rolled my eyes, and she laughed.

“Go find your Prince Charming.”

“I’m not looking for a Prince Charming,” I retorted and flushed as I thought of Xavier and how mad he had made me.

It had been a day since our night together, but I couldn’t stop thinking about our passionate lovemaking. I should hate him for the words he had said to me, but I’d always been a glutton for punishment. I wondered where he was at that very moment. Maybe he was on a date with a model or something. Only this time, he’d be whispering sweet nothings in her ear and telling her how beautiful she was. He wouldn’t be offering her money for her time.

“Ass,” I muttered to myself as I thought about him again.

“What?” Anna looked at me in confusion, and I shook my head.

“Nothing. I’m going to the bar to get a drink. Do you want anything?”

“No.” She shook her head. “I’m good.”

“Okay.” I walked away and wondered how long Anna was going to keep up her new no-drinking policy. I made my way to the bar and looked up at the list of beers and lagers they had available.

“What’s your poison?” a voice whispered in my ear, and I felt a warm hand on my back. I jumped and turned quickly to see who was being so familiar with me.

“Oh, hi, Sebastian.” I blushed as I looked into his handsome face. It really was unfair how beautiful he was, with his clear luminescent eyes and long lashes.

“I saw you come over for a drink. I figured I would come as well.”

“Oh, okay. That’s good.”

“I’m boring you, aren’t I?” He laughed heartily, and I wondered if he had issues since I had no idea what was so funny.

“Not really.” I smiled and turned back to look at the drink menu.

“Let me buy you a drink.”

“Oh, no, that’s okay.” I shook my head.

“But come on. I want to. What would you like?”

“I think I’ll have a Guinness.”

He looked at me in surprise. “Really?”

“Yeah, really.”

“I didn’t know girls liked Guinness. I thought you all preferred the fruity drinks.”

“The fruity drinks? Really?” I smiled at him, hiding my annoyance well. What was with these guys in Europe?

“You know, Sex on the Beach, Cosmopolitans, Long Island Teas or whatever they’re called.”

“I think that I’m going to ignore that you said that.” I laughed.

“I put my foot in my mouth, didn’t I?” He looked mad at himself. “I know that I have the propensity to be an ass because my brother is the king of jackasses.” And then he smiled to himself.

“Oh?”

“Well, he’s a prince, but yes, he’s a jackass.”

“He’s a prince of jackasses or he’s a prince?” I asked, confused.

“Well, he—”

“Lola, there you are.” Anna came running up to me. “Jason just asked me out on a date. Oh, my God, can you believe it? I have a date already. A real date!”

“Anna, I’m talking.” I was astounded by how rude she was being tonight.

“I’m sorry.” She looked at Sebastian and smiled at me. “He’s cute.”

“Anna!”

“Sorry, but I didn’t want you to miss out.” She made a face. “Not after that ass from last night.”

“Anna, I think we should leave now.” I grabbed her arm and squeezed hard.

“No. We just got here.”

“You’re acting crazy,” I hissed.

“But I need to get to know Jason better.”

“I thought he already asked you out on a date?”

“Well, not really. He asked me if I wanted to go and smoke pot with him.” She paused and made a face. “Okay, maybe he really asked me if I had any pot to smoke with him.”

“Oh God, that is not a date.”

“I know,” she whined.

Sebastian interrupted us. “I know where to get some if you need some.”

I froze in embarrassment. I had completely forgotten he was there.

“Oh, no. We don’t smoke.” I turned back to him and gave him a small smile. “We’ve both got enough problems without adding drugs to the mix.”

“Weed is not drugs,” Anna stated, but I decided to ignore her. I was pretty sure she was only saying that because she had a crush on a guy who wanted to go and get high with her. Sometimes she became a real idiot when she had a crush on a guy.

“Is my Guinness almost here?” I smiled at Sebastian, and he grinned back at me in delight. I felt my stomach flip at the eagerness in his eyes. I hoped I wasn’t giving him the wrong impression. I mean, he was definitely cute, but I was still feeling pretty horrible about my encounter with Xavier, King of Assholes.

“What’s so funny?” Sebastian’s eyes twinkled at me and then he gave Anna a wide smile. “Would you like something to drink?”

“I’ll have a White Russian, please.” She smiled back at him and I gave her a look. “Hey, when in Rome.” She shrugged and looked back at the table. I was pretty sure she was checking to see if Jason was checking her out, which he wasn’t. She looked disappointed as she turned back to me.

“Your ‘no alcohol policy’ lasted for how long?” I shook my head.

She grinned at me and then looked back at Jason. “I don’t think I’m going to settle for Jason just yet.”

“Oh?”

“Yeah. I mean, he’s hot, but what’s hot at the end of the day?”

I smiled to myself at her words. How quickly she had turned on and then off. She was like a guy like that, always wanting something or someone badly and then letting some small thing distract or annoy her and forgetting about it. I wasn’t sure how she was able to move on so quickly. I had the opposite problem; I tended to dwell on things for far too long.

“Maybe we should have stayed home and watched EastEnders.”

“Anna, we’ve watched that show once.” I laughed, thinking about the English soap opera that had enraptured us a few nights before. “We don’t even know who anyone is.”

“I just feel bad that I dragged you out.” She made a face, and I could see the disappointment in her eyes. This wasn’t about me, this was about her and the fact that Jason didn’t seem to be as interested as she had hoped.

“Excuse me please, Sebastian.” I gave him a small smile as he looked at us both in concern. “We’ll be back inside in a moment.”

“Take your time, ladies. I will have the drinks ready and waiting for you.”

“Thanks.” I grabbed Anna’s hand and dragged her outside with me. “Okay, you need to relax.”

“What?” She looked at me with a blank expression and red cheeks.

“Relax. We just got here. We’re just meeting this people. We have six months to get to know everyone. If Jason is the one, you’ll end up with him. Don’t stress out.”

“I really like him,” Anna sighed. “I just feel like a fool.”

“You were excited only five minutes ago. Literally five minutes ago, you said he asked you on a date.”

“Well, we both know that was a bit of an exaggeration.” Anna giggled and placed her arm through mine. “You know how I can get.” She sighed and then smiled at me widely. “I’m glad we decided to do this together, Lola. I’m not sure what I would have done if you hadn’t come too.”

“That’s what best friends are for.” I smiled back at her. “Now let’s go back inside and meet everyone else. Then we can leave early and go and pig out on ice cream.”

“That sounds like a plan.”

We walked back inside arm in arm, and I was glad that I had been able to calm her down before she’d gone crazy. I loved Anna like a sister, but she had one of those manic personalities when it came to guys. She just lost her mind and acted like a total psycho—many times after only one date. She was so obsessed with falling in love that she fell for every guy she thought was cute, and if he didn’t seem interested right away, she either fooled herself into believing he was or she fell into a deep funk. I was always having to talk her off of the edge. Which was fine, because I was the boring one.

I was almost the opposite of Anna. I had a hard time with relationships because it was hard for me to let my guard down. That was why last night had been so completely exhilarating and out of the ordinary for me. I’d never just met a guy and gone home with him. I tended to overanalyze too much. But I guessed the alcohol had lowered my inhibitions, and the fact that I’d wanted to just go crazy hadn’t helped. For just once in my life.

And it had felt magical. Even the sparring with Xavier had elevated everything in my body. I had felt like I was soaring, and the sex had been amazing. I felt like a masochist because a part of me wished that I could have one more night with him—even though he had been a jackass.

“Here are your drinks, girls.” Sebastian walked over to us with a huge grin. “I was scared that you weren’t going to come back in.”

“We’re here.” Anna grabbed her drink and took a huge gulp. She shrugged at me as she saw my look. The ‘no alcohol policy’ was definitely out for her today!

“Thanks, Sebastian.” I gave him a grateful smile, and he nodded his head briefly.

His odd little mannerisms were so noticeable that I wanted to ask him about them, but I figured that maybe that was how Europeans were brought up. He was a lot more polite than any guys I knew back home in the States. Shit, he could give lessons on how to treat a lady—lessons Xavier needed to sign up for.

“So do you?” Sebastian interrupted my thoughts and I looked up at him guiltily, annoyed that I was still thinking of the asshole.

“Sorry, I didn’t hear you.” I made a face and looked around the restaurant lounge we were in. “It’s so noisy in here.”

“No apologies needed.” He bowed his head again and nodded towards the group table. “Shall we make our way back? I think Henrietta wants to make some announcements.”

“Oh, we can’t miss those.” Anna grinned and winked at me.

We walked back over to the table and sat down. I sat next to a girl I hadn’t met yet, Sebastian sat next to me, and Anna sat next to Sebastian. I heard him whisper something to her and she laughed. I smiled to myself as I noticed Jason staring at the two of them. Typical man! Always desiring a woman he thinks someone else likes.

“Okay, great. I think we have everyone here now,” Henrietta said loudly from her position at the end of the table. “Can everyone hear me?”

“No!” a bunch of drunk girls and Jason screamed out, and Henrietta smiled.

“Okay, let’s get started. Welcome to what is going to be the best six months of your life.” Henrietta looked around the table and made eye contact with all of us. “I want everyone at this table to get to know each other tonight. Many of you will be in classes together. Some of you may even sleep together.”

“What?” Anna gasped and looked at me with a shocked expression.

“Ignore her.” Sebastian laughed. “The English can be very blunt in their humor.”

“Oh, okay.”

“Where are you from then, Sebastian?” I asked him curiously, but Henrietta gave us a look before he could answer.

“Now, I want us to go around the table and introduce ourselves.”

“Boring!” Jason cried out and the girls next to him nodded in agreement.

It seemed as if Jason was going to be the big man of the group. I wasn’t sure why all the girls were flocking to him. Granted, he was blond and had the surfer look going on. But he also seemed like a big doofus, unlike Sebastian, who was handsome and polite. I couldn’t understand why more girls weren’t trying to flirt with him. I would be all over him if I weren’t still thinking about Xavier.

“Fine, fine. But I want to let everyone know we have a very special member in the group this year. In fact, I think you should all know that...”

“Hey, Henrietta. Why don’t we all just eat and drink and be merry?” Sebastian spoke up this time, and I looked at him in surprise. His voice sounded calm, but there was a hint of aggression there as well.

“But Sebastian, your brother will—”

“Henrietta.” He said her name firmly, and she shrugged before looking around the table with a tight smile.

“Well, that’s it for tonight, folks. Don’t forget, classes start bright and early on Monday morning. Your professors will not be impressed if you are late.”

“I can’t believe that classes are starting already,” Anna groaned and then froze as she saw Jason walking towards us. I gave her a bright smile as if to say, “I told you not to freak out already.”

“Hey, Lola.” He stopped in front of me and flashed his brilliant white teeth. “I was thinking we should be study partners.”

“Huh?” My jaw fell open in shock at his words. I also felt my skin burning up as I felt at least four girls, including Anna, staring at me in jealousy.

“You seem like a bright girl, and I’m going to need someone to go to museums with.” He leaned in closer to me. “Plus, you’re the only one who hasn’t mentioned my Australian accent tonight. I don’t want this year to revolve around my being from Oz. It’s not that exciting. I’m just—”

“Fine, fine, fine.” I nodded and stood up. “Sounds good. I’m sure Anna would love to join us.”

“I don’t know.” She made a face, and I could tell she was upset.

“The more the merrier, right?” Jason shrugged and grinned at Anna. “Maybe we can smoke out while we study.”

“Yeah, that would be cool.” She grinned up at him, and I felt my stomach settle down. Thank God. The last thing I needed was for Anna’s crush to have a crush on me.

* * *

His View

The rest of the weekend seemed to drag on. All I could think about was Lola and the distraught look on her face as she’d fled the hotel room. I felt uncomfortable inside. It wasn’t a feeling I appreciated. I went home and started preparing for the next week by looking at the applications I’d received for my assistant position. My mood changed as I read the applications again. Lola’s name stood out bright and shining. It had to be my Lola.  I had another chance with her. I needed to have one more night with her. And the next time I was going to get her out of my system. I smiled to myself as I thought about having her in my bed again. Maybe I’d give her a couple of days to rock my world this time.