What. The. Hell?
Does she think I can’t get in?
“Why can’t you believe it?” I respond, cold.
She blinks a few times at my change of tone and pulls a face that tells me I’ve just offended her.
Then she shakes her head as if to regain her thoughts.
“Well,hotshot.” Suddenly, I wonder if she’s about to rip me a new one. “For your information, out of all the schools youcouldapply to, you just chose three of my top five.”
Wait. What is she talking about? I stare and wait for her to continue.
“Add Stanford and Baylor, and you’ve just mentioned the schools I’ve applied to. Though I just want to focus on pediatrics, not oncology.”
“Why haven’t you mentioned this before?”
Am I that unapproachable?
Hell. We likely have much more in common than I realize.
What else don’t I know about her?When I stop and think about it, I don’t know jack shit. Looking into her golden-brown eyes, I know I need to rectify this.
“Well, it’s not like we’ve given each other our life stories. Other than my birthday, we’ve focused on class. You’re not really forthcoming when it comes to divulging information about yourself, so I haven’t brought it up.”
Fuck. She has a point. I’m tight-lipped when it comes to revealing my personal life. But then again… no one’s ever taken the time to get to know the real Drew Jacobs. Could Abby be the first? With a sly smile, I simply state, “Well, if we’re going to be friends, I need to know one thing.”
“Oh, yeah, what’s that?” She smirks.
“Your last name.”
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Abby
I stareat Drew in disbelief. He’s kidding, right? We’ve worked together for weeks. We’ve celebrated my birthday together. Hell, we’ve even danced together, and I’ve been wrapped in his arms. And the one thing he wants to know before he’ll divulge any information about his past is my last name?
Have I never told him?
Thinking back over our conversations, maybe it’s never come up. Instead of giving it to him right away, I raise an eyebrow and smirk. “Is this so you can run a full background check and look for references before giving up anything about yourself?”
“Well, you might be sketchy,” he teases, and the smile that spreads across his perfect lips makes my belly flip and my spine tingle.
He shouldn’t unleash his full potency on unexpecting co-eds. Damn. Drew even has a small dimple on his right cheek. His eyes crinkle at the corners, causing the blueness of them to pop.
“So, I’ve been told,” I deadpan. “You’ve gotta watch out for those chemistry majors who want to go into pediatrics. We’re a real sketchy bunch.”
This earns me a deep belly laugh from Drew. “Abby—with no last name—you’re killing me.” With that, I lose my battle at keeping a straight face and join him. I’m such a brat.
When our laughter settles, I put him at ease. “It’s Angelos.”
“Angelos… Like Angel.” He glances up to meet my eyes and shakes his head. “Sorry.” Drew’s cheeks darken, and he rushes to explain, “It’s how I remember names. I associate it with words the person reminds me of, and I’m much better at recall. I’m great with faces. Names—not so much. But it’s not like I’ll be forgetting either of yours anytime soon.”
“And why is that?” I chuckle as I roll my eyes in anticipation to his response. Cue cheesy line now, I’m sure.You must’ve fallen from heaven… Can I borrow your phone? God’s missing an angel?With a last name like Angelos, I’ve heard it all. Trust me.
With a smirk, he flippantly replies, “Let’s just say—You’ve made quite an impression.” Then almost under his breath, he adds, “For someone who I thought would keep me free of distraction, you’ve been anything but.”
