Derek POV
I pulled my phone out of my pocket and fiddled with it, indecisive about calling Clara.
It was after hours, and she probably didn't want to be bothered. I tossed back and forth, deciding whether to call her. I couldn't let this urge get to me. I wasn't always going to be able to see her all the time.
"Hi, guys. This was the guy I was telling you about." I heard a loud voice behind me.
It was the woman from earlier. She had now brought along her herd of friends. "Some guy just asked me out, and he is that first guy I'll be going out with who doesn't live in his parent's basement." She added.
The girls stared at me; their eyes were filled with excitement.
Before I could respond, stools were already dragged toward my table as they gathered around me.
What did I get myself int
