Lucy’s heart hammered against her ribs, but she forced her hands to remain still at her sides. She couldn't let Zoe see them shaking.
"One of the security guards," Lucy said, her voice coming out surprisingly steady. "The air conditioning in the car was on, and Adrian didn't notice I was freezing. When he dropped me off, the guard at the gate saw me shivering and offered me his jacket. I told him I’d return it in the morning."
Zoe didn't move. She kept her fingers on the sleeve. "A security guard? . I didn't realize the campus staff wore vintage leather. It smells like cedar. Not exactly the scent of a man working a night shift for minimum wage."
"Maybe he has good taste," Lucy shrugged, stepping past Zoe to hang the jacket in the back of her closet, burying it behind a row of heavy win
