“That’s awesome,” I repeat.

She smiles. “It is, and I want to throw a party in her honor.”

“Sure, that’s no problem.”

“A big party. Think prom meets foam party. Gabby missed senior prom and she’s got it in her head that we have foam parties every weekend.” Blair scrunches her face up. “I don’t know where she got that from, but it doesn’t matter, those are my terms.”

A prom slash foam party? Both of those sound super lame. Combining them doesn’t help. The things a guy will do for a good lay. Shit, that’s not even true. I could get laid right now if that’s all this was.

“Fine. We can work out the party details, but it has to be after the season.”

She nods firmly like she’s CEO of the party planning committee.

“You’ll talk to Katrina today?”

“Oh yeah.” She laughs. “I have so many questions for her.”

Katrina

“Hey, Blair, it’s so good to see you,” I say as I untie my apron and step out from behind the counter.

“You too,” she says with a tone that tells me she knows about Joel.

It’s not completely surprising considering Joel and Wes are roommates, not to mention my run-in with Vanessa.

“You have time to chat for a few minutes?”

“Of course,” I chirp cheerily despite the sweat now beading up between my cleavage.

She holds up a finger. “I just need to get some muffins for the guys first.”

After she orders two dozen muffins, we settle into a table in University Hall.

“So, how’s the new job?” I ask of her new job working at the tutoring center.

She smiles. “It’s going really well, I miss the café some days though.”

“We miss you too. It’s not the same without your quotes. Garrett tried to take over the quotes on the evening shift but quickly gave up when people started correcting his spelling and grammar.”

She laughs. “And you, anything new with you?”

“I’m assuming you’re referring to Joel by that look in your eye.”

Her eyes get large and her smile larger. “How and when? And how?!”

“He came in the café last semester and asked me out.”

“You’ve been seeing him since last semester?!”

“No.” I shake my head. “I turned him down, but he kept coming back every week.”

“Seriously? That sounds… so unlike him.”

“I’m pretty sure his ego wouldn’t rest until I said yes.”

“Well, obviously you finally did because he’s asked me to babysit Christian for you on Thursday.”

“Oh, you don’t have to—”

She places a hand over mine. “I’d love to watch him. Honestly, that’s no problem. I just wanted to make sure you hadn’t lost your mind. Joel’s great, don’t get me wrong, but…”

As her words trail off, I can only nod.

Her fingers squeeze mine. “You must like him a lot.”

“I do. I mean everyone likes Joel – he’s easy to like, but he’s different than I expected, too.” I meet Blair’s eyes and she’s grinning so big I feel like I need to backtrack so she doesn’t get the wrong idea. “It’s just one date.”