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Carson’s gaze lifted from mine toward the source of the sound, and he sood way I didn’t want hiht I’d had all day

“What’s up?” he answered

I swiveled around in limpse of the intruder Her blonde hair was pulled up into a sleek ponytail She wore skinny jeans that could rival a second skin and three-inch heels, with an itty-biddy sweater that was one ar her navel By her side was Tasha

Great The double threat

“Oh, hi, Mia I didn’t see you there”

Was I invisible noas sitting right there

“Yeah” I la onstuff,” I mumbled because it was evident by her expression she wasn’t interested Her gaze had zeroed in on Carson and she wasn’t leaving his sight

Everything inside me willed Olivia and Tasha to the coffee counter, to order their double-skinny-chai-alo, but instead, they closed in on our table

My life esome

Olivia paused and rested her hand on the table in front of h her phone She probably thought she was too good to even be standing in my presence

“So, Carson, I heard you don’t have a date for the Snowflake Ball yet”

My eyes widened and every muscle in my body stiffened at her mention of the dance Carson must’ve noticed the shift in delanced at me out of the corner of his eye, then back to Olivia

I pulled my hands under the table and clasped the up her conversation with me Please If she told him she asked ht think it was because I didn’t want him to take her or worse, because I liked hi froot I’ve had a lot on my mind

“Nope” He clasped his hands behind his head, reclining in his seat “I’ my options,” he said evasively

I snorted Must be nice