Kent grabbed at his shin under the table as he made a pained face and pulled the phone from his pocket. When he looked at it he sighed. "It's Jen. She's wondering where I am."

"Okay, well, I guess you should get going."

He pushed the ignore button and stuffed it back into his pocket. “Nah. She can wait. I’m with my friend right now.” I was about to burst on the inside. Had he really just ignored Jen for me? It was like a dream come true! I tried my best to keep my smiles on the inside.

“You are talking about me, right?” I asked. He was leaned back, his body language exuding how comfortable he was around me. And his deep chocolate eyes stared at me, they seemed to sparkle more now that they weren’t hidden behind his glasses.

He smirked. “Who else would I be talking about?”

“Not who. What.” My eyes dropped to his crotch which was just barely visible beneath the table. Was there a bulge there? My eyes darted back up and caught sight of a little color on his cheeks.

“No, you pervert. Were you just checking out my junk?”

“What? I,” I scoffed, “no. Why would I? Ew.” I shook my head in mock disgust and watched as he failed to believe me. “Apparently all the working out you’ve been doing has been going to your head. Your ego is a little too big if you think I’d be checking out your junk.” Apparently that had hit something because he dropped his gaze to his cup.

“You’re right. I have become somewhat of a jerk.” He looked so defeated that I just wanted to hug him and take it back. Just as I was about to apologize he stood up. “Come on, Elly.”

I shook my head as I looked up at him, “Where are we going?”

“Someplace where it’s hard to be a jerk.”

Where the hell would that be? I stood up, finished the last of the coffee and threw my cup into the trash as we exited. We walked through campus until we reached his car. I had a lot of questions but now wasn’t the time to be asking them in case it ruined whatever new scheme he had in his brain.

He turned the radio to my favorite station and sang along loudly with me when the latest Mariah Carey song came on. I had no idea he still listened to pop music. If he did, it was probably Jen’s doing and thinking about Jen was going to ruin my happy mood so I pushed the thought aside and pretended, while I could, that Jen didn’t exist.