As I made my way to the bus stop, my thoughts swirled so intensely that I barely registered the sleek car slowing down beside me.
“Camila!”
I turned to see Liam leaning out of the driver’s side window, his easy smile making it impossible not to smile back.
Who would have thought.
“Liam?” I asked, stopping in my tracks. “What are you doing here?”
“Well, I was heading to school,” he said, like it was the most obvious thing in the world—which, okay, technically it was. His tone was so casual, like he hadn’t just screeched to a halt next to me like some low-budget action movie hero.“But now I’m on my way to school with you. Get in.”
I hesitated, glancing down the street toward the bus stop. “Oh, no, it’s fine. I’ll just take the bus.”
“Come on,” he urged, opening the passenger do
