POV’s Tate
Niccolo was the TA for our cooking elective. He was super sweet, and I’d had him help me make various foods to bring to various club meetings and hangouts. I’m pretty sure he has a thing for Sasha as well.
Connie narrowed his eyes at me. “I don’t need extra help; you just have to trust the process.”
I was about to tease him some more when I saw a familiar face in the crowd. Dirty blonde hair parted to reveal a set of dark brown eyes, scanning the kitchen for one person–me.
Caleb towered over most of the people in the room, and I knew it wouldn’t take him long to find me.
“Sorry, I’ve gotta go,” I muttered, quickly pushing through the crowd and out of the kitchen. I noticed more than a few eyes on me, likely because of this top. It would likely help Caleb spot me, too.
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