“Hey, Townsend.” Derek nudges me extra hard in the side, making me grunt. “Isn’t that your girlfriend over there?” I whip my head around, ready to claim whoever the next female I set eyes on as my girlfriend. “Where do you see her?” I ask, playing along. “Right there, idiot,” Derek mumbles, and when my gaze lands on the familiar face, I nearly pass out with relief. It’s Ruby.
