But then he bumps my arm. “I can’t think of another explanation for how you’ve seen every movie ever made. I’ve never lost before.”
I can’t help but smile back. “You’ve never played against me before.”
“I’m Nando.”
“Lola. Nice to meet you.”
A crack of thunder booms outside, and I remember where I am. My stomach tangles into the ball of anxiety it’s been since I decided to meet Maxon.
“So, Lola, are you worried you’ll miss your flight?” He nods to my hands, clutched around my phone. “You’re shaking.”
“Oh. I guess I’m a little nervous. I’m meeting someone…important to me.”
His dark eyes scrutinize me, and I can’t help but look out the window. “Friend? Boyfriend?”
“Crush.” The words are out before I realize but telling someone other than Jessalyn is freeing. “I haven’t told him yet.”
