Daisy’s POV
The cafeteria buzzed with the usual chaos of lunch hour. It wasn’t my favorite part of the day, but at least I had Gabby and Hannah to keep things entertaining.
“Seriously, Han,” Gabby said, leaning across the table as she stirred her drink with a straw, “you’re practically drooling over him right now.”
Hannah’s head snapped up from where she’d been peeking at Eric, not so subtly. Her face flushed a deep pink, and she glared at Gabby. “I was not staring!”
I stifled a laugh, taking a bite of my sandwich. “Yes, you were.”
“Not at him.” She tried to defend herself and covered her face with her palms when I chuckled.
Gabby raised an eyebrow. “Please, you were one second away from burning holes in the back of his shirt.”
I stifled a laugh, taking a bite of my sandwich. “She’s
