As she heads off, I scan the restaurant for a seat—then grimace when I spot Aaron sitting in the booth that Hannah and I left. He’s got a mouthful of cheeseburger with a big draft beer sweating on the table in front of him. Judging from the unfriendly look he flashes back at me, the feeling of distaste is mutual.

I have zero interest in getting into it with this guy. I’m not trying to be friends, so I sit at one of the stools built into the bar to watch the bartender make the whiskey sour I just ordered.

He slides it over to me and prints off the bill to pass it to me along with my card that the waitress brought him. “You’re all set. But if you want anything else, just let me know. I’ll open a new tab.”

“I think I’m good, but thanks,” I say and reach for the glass to take a sip.

Some people might call me crazy, but I know there’s more to what’s going on between me and Hannah than she’s been willing to admit, and the fucking amazing kiss we just had sealed it.

I don’t know what we’re going to do about the whole Coach Dunaway problem, but I also know there’s no way I’m going to be able to stop thinking about her—especially not after the way I just tasted her lips on mine. The whisper of whiskey on her tongue. The feel of her lithe, delicate body against mine as we kissed.

Fuck, she’s incredible. And I don’t even think she knows how amazing she is.

I sip my whiskey contentedly, savoring it along with the memory of what just happened and thinking about all the many ways I’d like to show her just what I think of her.

But when the glass is halfway empty, I realize I’m doing the exact opposite of what I came here to do, so I try to think about something, anything, other than Hannah. It feels impossible, like someone trying to convince me that the glass of whiskey that’s right in front of me isn’t really there.

She’s already under my skin in a way no one else has ever been.

I polish off the rest of the drink, hoping it’ll help, but it doesn’t do anything. The image of her is still there, her outline permanently etched in my mind.