The cafeteria was buzzing with hungry students as usual. But this time around, something was different. They were all giving me side glances.
Hadn’t they had their full of sly looks this morning? I wondered, still beside Naomi. We were walking toward the queue to get our own food.
“So…when are you going to meet him?” Naomi asked, bringing my attention to another topic that had taken residence in my head.
Since Adam had mentioned and planted the motion that he wanted to see me during the lunch break, I’ve been spacing out a lot.
It was obvious, well at least to me, by the look in his eyes, that the last thing he wanted to talk about was some damn party. He wanted to kiss me, maybe even f**k me.
Would I let him? That was the question that had been brewing in my mind all this while.
