Chapter 11

I can't shake the feeling that I know him from somewhere. But no matter how hard I think, I can't work it out. And there is no way that I would have forgotten a face like his. he led me into the kitchen, going to the fridge, got a bottle of water out for me and undone it before handing it to me. "drink that, then ill make you a better drink."

I swallowed deeply, trying to hide how attracted I was to him. The more I stared at him, the more my cheeks burned pink. Taking the water from him, I took a big sip in hopes it would settle me. "Thanks," I said when I was done. I had never been this nervous around someone before.

He had already made the drink he had promised me. Handing that over to me before taking a drink, I asked, " So, do you go to school here?"

He turned around, leaning against the bench behind him—shaking his head.

Taking a sip of the drink, I had to stop myself from spitting it back out. It was straight tequila with the tiniest bit of lime in it. I struggled but managed to