Ethan's POV
"I'm seeing someone, Ethan." She twisted her beer bottle, not quite meeting my eyes. "It's getting pretty serious."
I forced a laugh. "You're joking, right? This is another one of your tests?"
"No test." She sighed, finally looking up. "You had those strikes. But you waited. Two whole months. And then James asked me out..."
"James?" My voice came out sharper than intended. "Who's James?"
"My classmate." A small smile played on her lips. "We share three classes together. He didn't need strikes or cosmic intervention. He just asked."
I leaned back, running a hand through my hair. "Well, that's..." I cleared my throat. "That's your loss, then."
Lucy's eyebrows shot up. "My loss?"
"Yeah, your loss." I shrugged, plastering on my most confident smile. "You missed out on datin
