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I want the same things out of life you do,” I admit. “I just go about them in a different way. You adapt to your environment, I adapt to mine.” I put my hand back on hers. “Let me show you I’m different. Oye, would you ever date a guy who couldn’t afford to take you to expensive restaurants and buy you gold and diamonds?”
“Absolutely.” She slips her hand out from under mine. “But I have a boyfriend.”
“If you didn’t, would you give this Mexicano a chance?”
Her face turns a deep shade of pink. I wonder if Colin ever makes her blush like that. “I’m not answering that,” she says.
“Why not? It’s a simple question.”
“Oh, please. Nothing about you is simple, Alex. Let’s not even go there.” She puts the car in first gear. “Can we go now?”
“Si, if you want. Are we cool?”
“I think so.”
I hold my hand out for her to shake. She eyes the tattoos on my fingers, then extends her hand toward mine and shakes it, her enthusiasm apparent. “To hand warmers,” she says with a smile on her lips.
“To hand warmers,” I agree. And sex, I add silently.
“Do you want to drive back? I don’t know the way.”
I drive her back in comfortable silence while the sun sets. Our truce brings me closer to my goals: graduating, the bet…and something else I’m not ready to admit.
As I pull her kick-ass car into the dark library parking lot, I say, “Thanks for, you know, lettin’ me kidnap you. I guess I’ll see you around.” Taking my keys out of my front pocket, I wonder if I’ll ever be able to afford a car that isn’t rusted, used, or old. After I step out of her car, I pull out Colin’s picture from my back pocket and toss it on the seat I just vacated.
“Wait!” Brittany calls out as I’m walking away.
I turn around and she’s right in front of me. “What?”
She smiles seductively as if she’s wanting something more than a truce. Way more. Shit, is she gonna kiss me? I’m taken off guard here, which usually doesn’t happen. She bites her bottom lip, as if she’s contemplating her next move. I’m totally game to making out with her.
As my brain goes through every scenario, she steps closer to me.
And snatches my keys out of my hand.
“What do you think you’re doin’?” I ask her.
“Getting you back for kidnapping me.” She steps back and with all her might whips my keys into the woods.
“You did not just do that.”
She backs up, facing me the entire time, as she moves toward her car. “No hard feelings. Payback’s a bitch, ain’t it, Alex?” she says, trying to keep a straight face.
I watch in shock as my chem partner gets into her Beemer. The car drives out of the lot without a jolt, jerk, or hitch. Flawless start.
I’m pissed off because I’m going to have to either crawl around in the dark woods trying to find my keys or call Enrique to pick me up.
I’m also amused. Brittany Ellis bested me at my own game.
“Yeah,” I say to her even though she’s probably a mile away and can’t hear me. “Payback is a bitch.” ¡Carajoǃ
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