You're right. I chase hard, but once I get to know a girl, I realize she's not right for me." He met my gaze, his eyes earnest and soulful. "I guess I haven't found the one I'm looking for."
I sputtered a laugh. "And you think I might be it. The girl you've been yearning for. Dreaming of. Your soul mate." I laughed even harder and shook my head. "Please tell me that line doesn't actually work on--"
"Rafael…" said a voice from the door. "I should have known. Cornering girls in classrooms so they can't run away. Desperate. And kind of pathetic."
As Sam walked in, every trace of good humor drained from Rafe's face. The look he gave her sent a chill through me. And I don't chill easily.
"I'm talking to Maya," he said, his voice so low it was almost a growl.
"Um, no, you're stalking her."
His whole body went rigid at that. His gaze flitted my way.
"We were just talking," I said. I didn't mean to defend him, but there was something about the way Sam lobbed her insults that got my back up.
"Well, I need to talk to you now, so…" She flicked her fingers at Rafe. "Shoo. I saw a bunch of eighth graders outside. They're probably more your speed.
I sputtered a laugh. "And you think I might be it. The girl you've been yearning for. Dreaming of. Your soul mate." I laughed even harder and shook my head. "Please tell me that line doesn't actually work on--"
"Rafael…" said a voice from the door. "I should have known. Cornering girls in classrooms so they can't run away. Desperate. And kind of pathetic."
As Sam walked in, every trace of good humor drained from Rafe's face. The look he gave her sent a chill through me. And I don't chill easily.
"I'm talking to Maya," he said, his voice so low it was almost a growl.
"Um, no, you're stalking her."
His whole body went rigid at that. His gaze flitted my way.
"We were just talking," I said. I didn't mean to defend him, but there was something about the way Sam lobbed her insults that got my back up.
"Well, I need to talk to you now, so…" She flicked her fingers at Rafe. "Shoo. I saw a bunch of eighth graders outside. They're probably more your speed.
( Kelley Armstrong )
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