“I mean after you leave the library. We could go get something to eat, if you want.” “Uh, no. I have class in the morning.” “So do I.” “Do you want congratulations?” Ducking my head, I made a beeline for the escalator, not sure where the hell he was going with this conversation. Studying and then food? That sounded like a date and that was not happening. Not in this town. And not with him. Ever.
Cash is too funny
