I square my shoulders and paste on my most irresistibly nerdy smile—I’ve perfected it since meeting Elijah, who has the adorable geek thing nailed. I saunter over, letting my smile slip as I get closer and replacing it with a look of embarrassment. “Oh my gosh, I thought you were someone else,” I feign awkwardness, slowly backing away before the cute guy on the end reaches out and snags my hand to stop me from leaving. Men are too easy sometimes, I swear.
