Audrey
My phone buzzed in my pocket just as I was finishing up the last of my homework for the evening. Frowning, I dug it out, expecting a text from Avis or Tina about our group project.
Instead, it was a new text from a familiar number that had me grinning like an i***t before I could stop myself.
“What are you up to tonight?”
It was from Gavin, that handsome waiter-turned-classmate who had somehow managed to worm his way into my life over the last week. Ever since we had exchanged numbers in Edwin’s lecture, we had been texting back and forth regularly—first about class, then about design concepts, and eventually just… chatting.
Despite myself, I found myself looking forward to his stupid jokes and gentle teasing way more than I probably should have. He was cute, and
