Chapter 23
With a “ding.” Hogan’s glass suddenly landed on the table, making a crisp sound. I couldn’t tell if it was on purpose or not.
He gave me a casual glance, grabbed his glass, tapped it on the table, and downed it in one go. Pretty decisive.
I pretended to take a sip of my juice, too.
The scene looked like everyone was having a blast, but the vibe was kinda stiff, for some
reason.
I felt like a total jerk, stirring up trouble at someone else’s birthday bash–definitely not cool.
Clueless Jack, just there for the grub, didn’t pick up on it and, loving a good show, said, “Darren, Xaviera’s laid it out for ya, aren’t you gonna respond?”
Great, now it was even more awkward.
I wished I could just vanish into thin air.
Thank goodness Darren’s got social smarts. Holding his glass, he said, “Xaviera, you’ve given me such high praise, I should definitely return the toast.”
His voice was teasing, a playful twinkle in his eye as he gave me a secret wink.
At his cue, I reluctantly raised my glass.
That warmed things up a bit.
We
were at the meal for over an hour.
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When we left the restaurant, Hogan’s car was already waiting by the curb.
Zachary hopped out of the car and helped a tipsy Hogan into the back seat.
Cecilia got in, too, but then popped her head out the window and asked. “Xaviera, wanna join us?”
I smiled and declined.
Who wanted to be a third wheel, right?
Wasn’t a cheap subway ride way more appealing?
“Xaviera, let Darren take you,” Jack said when he heard I was hitting the subway, “It’s getting late, not safe.”
I looked at Darren, cheeks flushed, and said, “No need.”
“Let’s go together,” Darren interrupted, “The university’s put me up in a two–bedroom near campus, it’s on the way.”
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Chapter 23
I couldn’t tell if he was for real or not.
It was so out of the blue.
Noticing my hesitation, Darren just pulled out a key card from his briefcase and said, “Believe me now?”
So there I was, catching the subway with this slightly buzzed guy.
In the end, he even walked me to my building.
Thinking about my antics at the dinner, I seriously apologized.
Darren just grinned and said, “Xaviera, I actually had a great time today. You being you, it’s really quite something.”
I was totally baffled.
“That’s our Computer Science Department’s pride and joy, Xaviera.”
That word “pride” felt both foreign and familiar, sending a little tremor through my heart.
Back at my place, I sat silently by the window, pondering my life’s many flaws, and forced a bitter smile.
Me, worthy of “pride“?
My phone’s dark screen flickered unexpectedly.
It was a friend request from Hogan, with a question mark.
I hesitated for two seconds, then locked the screen and headed to bed.
I overslept.
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