DRASA POV
“Thanks. And you’re lucky Maya didn’t throw hot sauce in your eyes.”
He smirked. “I kinda thought she would.”
“You still have time,” she warned.
And for one sweet second, everything was calm. We were laughing, I was breathing normally, the drama meter was at zero.
Until she showed up, Elena.
With her signature strut, flipping her ponytail like it was magic. And of course her side kick, Tasha…always follows her like a lost puppy.
She didn’t even sit, she just stood by the table like a storm cloud in heels.
“Well, well,” she said, smiling at me. “Still warming Cassian’s seat, I see. Ain't you tired of pretending?”
Maya leaned back with her arms folded. “Don’t do it, Elena, go pick on someone else.”
Cassian just sighed. Dragged a hand through his hair.
But me? I smiled sw
