Upon arriving at the residence hall, Breanne led Nick into the lobby and urged him onto the cheap vinyl sofa, where she plunked down next to him. He put his arm around her shoulders and kissed her temple, just as Michelle emerged from the elevator.
“So, guys, how was your date?” the blonde asked, her gaze jumping from one to the other.
“Dreamy,” Breanne told her friend, and knew it showed in her eyes. “We're officially a couple.”
“Good,” Michelle replied, her sharp tone contrasting with the hint of a smile that seemed to be lingering around her eyes and lips. “Okay, Nick. If you're going to be part of her life on a larger scale, then you have to be part of our monthly get-togethers.”
“D'accord. What does this involve?” Breanne couldn't help but notice his attention remained focused on
