Chapter Twenty-Two
Jessa
Three weeks had passed since our one night together. It wasn’t that I didn’t want to spend more nights with Stone. The timing just wasn’t right for either of us. He was busy getting things in order to open the bistro in the hospital, and that meant there was a hell of a lot of hoops he had to figure out how to jump through. And I had my usual hellish schedule. Midterms had me spending every available moment I had studying so that I could pass them.
In a rare moment, I saw Stone coming into the cafeteria as I was just about to finish the Italian burrito he’d sent samples of that afternoon. I’d come to the cafeteria to get a bottle of water to drink while eating, but I could see from the furrowed brow he was wearing that he’d assumed I’d eaten something from there
