Chapter Sixteen
Ryan sticks the tray of Chinese food on my desk and glances longingly at my bed, before abandoning the idea and settling for the bean bag he brought by earlier.
"Is there a chance we can leave the room for a date sometime soon?" he asks, grabbing a spring roll from one of the bags and munching down on it.
Caspian chuckles, not taking his arm from around me. "Only when Mona feels comfortable leaving the kittens alone," he points out.
"At least I'm not taking them to class any more," I mutter under my breath.
The three guys laugh at me.
I shake my head. "Make fun of me all you want, but the three of you have to put up with my eccentricities for years to come."
"And we're looking forward to it," Caspian assures me, pulling me tighter to him.
"Hmm. Pass me the wontons,
