Only Mine novel Chapter 3

Those blazing green eyes are pointed directly at me. My mouth starts to get dry and I can barely manage to introduce myself. "I-I'm Jess-ica."

I hope he will clue in I don't want anyone to know what happened. He looks at me with an amused expression and I can only imagine he is thinking about what kind of a mess I've been the other day.

"Nice to finally get to know the famous Jessica. I'm Jake." A small smile is playing on his lips when he shakes my hand. Why am I blushing??!

"And this is Serena." Gesturing to the blond I've seen him with the other day. She shakes my hand, acting like we didn't yet meet (or she really does not remember me), eyeing me from head to toe and giving me the fakest smile I have ever seen in my life. I almost forget to introduce Hanna until she lightly clears her throat.

"Oh, I'm sorry; this is my best friend Hanna." She shakes hands with both of them and smiles politely, subtly checking Jake out.

"I'm still counting on that coffee." There is no avoiding his mischievous grin. Oh, ground, swallow me whole. I knew he wouldn't be able to keep his mouth shut.

My sister and Brian look at me with confused looks and I can see Hanna connecting the dots in her head. Even Mike lifts his head from his phone, showing mild interest in what is going on. I nod and smile stiffly then not so politely excuse myself, pulling Hanna behind me and dragging her towards the ladies' room. She follows behind quickly, both of us ignoring confused looks left behind.

When we finally reach the toilet I lock us in one of the stalls and start breathing heavily, on the verge of hyperventilating. Hanna is still shocked, but I know she will recover quickly and bombard me with questions.

"Is this the freaking guy from the other day? The one you were so mesmerized of and talking about him for twenty minutes straight while driving here?" I don't have time to reply before she continues with her rambling.

"The guy is actually really hot, you weren't lying. And this Serena-chick is as full of herself as I imagined. What are you going to do? This is straight out from a soap-opera. I can't believe it!"

From rambling, she moved on full-on laughing and her eyes became glossy with tears. Finally, I can break her monologue.

"Yeah, it is him. I am beyond words how fucked up this is right now, so stop laughing!"

I’m irritated but feel the corners of my mouth itching upwards to join her at the irony of the situation.

"I hope he doesn't tell everyone about my epic clumsiness and how much I was blushing. This is so embarrassing. Why this always happen to me?"

I didn't know if I should laugh or cry at the absurdity of the situation. It really was absurd. Seriously, what are the odds? But the small part of me that was wondering if I will ever see him again is extremely satisfied at the moment.

I tried to ignore the voice in my head, but no matter the level of mortification I felt, I couldn't deny how unbelievably hot he was in a suit. My attraction towards him just doubled since the first time I saw him. Fuck, fuck, fuck.