EVA.
"My head hurts so fucking much. " Aliya complains, holding her head in her hands as I slide her cup towards her.
I laugh and lift the cup to my lips, taking a sip before looking back at Aliya's squeamish face. "You drank too much. " I tell her and she lifts her head to me, a frown crossing her lips.
"Why didn't you stop me?" She complains with a pout before dropping her hand to the coffee in front of her and I scoff, saying, "Stop you? I don't remember you being a kid, Aliya. "
"I know that, mom, " she jokes and I throw her the middle finger, earning a laugh from her.
I chuckle and shake my head as I stare down at my wrist. "We have to leave soon. Finish your coffee. " I nod towards the cup in front of her and she nods.
"I didn't do anything stupid last night, did I?" She asks and knowing this is my chance to tease her, I smirk and lean towards her. "What part do you remember?"
"Up to the part of the game? And yes, I remember hooking up with Sage. " She frowns and I furrow my brows, "Why do you sound that way? I thought you enjoyed your time with her?"
"I did, " she agrees. "But I have a no messing around with friends strict rule, remember?"
I shake my head. "Since when was that a rule? I don't remember. "
Her lips curve into a smirk as she moves her coffee to the side to push her face closer to mine. "Why do you think I haven't had my mouth on your cunt yet?"
I lift my hand and smack her forehead. She tumbles back to her seat and hisses, holding the spot.
"The fuck was that for, Evie?" She snaps, lifting her head to me and a small laugh falls from my mouth. "For fucking with me. "
Aliya rubs her forehead a few times before she drops her hand. "You know I was fucking with you. "
"I know. There's no such rule, so tell me why you sounded that way. " I repeat my earlier question and her shoulder sinks in a sigh. "It's not me. It's her. She said she isn't into it. "
I draw my brows together. "Into it? She kissed you and trust me, the last thing I saw in her was her not into it. "
"She just wanted a taste. " She raises a shoulder and I hum, moving back in my seat.
I study her for a few minutes before I ask my next question. "And you? Was it just a taste or you wanted more?"
"I'm not into her that way. " She laughs with a slow shake of her head. When the sound dies down, her voice is soft and small when she says, "She just feels like someone I could keep around. "
"That doesn't sound bad. " I smile at her and she grins.
"Come on. We should leave now. " Aliya moves out of her seat, and I follow behind her as we walk out of the cafe.
"Oh, and I wanted to ask. How did you manage to get me to my dorm last night? I can almost swear you didn't do it alone. " She laughs and those words brings about a moment I would rather not think about.
After helping with getting Aliya to her dorm, we didn't speak a word to each other and he wasn't in the house when I woke up this morning. Unless his car mysteriously disappeared from the driveway and he remains hidden in his room.
Whatever is keeping Emerson Ford out of my sight, however, I know it has nothing to do with the moment of anger between us last night. We have had a lot of those moments and he's always ready to annoy me the next minute. Whatever is keeping Ford from my sight is unknown and its something I'm pleased for because I get to live peacefully without him breathing down my neck, and poking each of my fucking nerves.
"Did you hear me?" Aliya's tap on my arm brings me out of my thoughts and I nod. "I had help. "
"From who?" She raises her brows and I roll my eyes. "And why do you need to know that?"
"Why can't I know?" She retorts, raising a suspicious brow at me. "Are you hiding something?"
"What? No!" I deny, ignoring the way my heart races at the thought of my previous agreement with Emerson. Aliya will never let me hear the end of it if she finds out.
"Are you sure?" She narrows her eyes and I drape my hand over her shoulder, dragging her with me.
"I'm sure. " I assure her and she gives a small nod while we make our way to the campus.
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