From Lukov with Love

"Get in," he kept going.
"I-"
"I'll give you a ride. Stop overthinking it. You don't even have to pay me."
Og God. I hated him. I hated him even more when he smiled like he thought he was hilarious.

Nothing and nobody would ever come between my dreams and me.
And imagining Ivan not owning the ice wasn't a reality I could picture, because he was the same as I was. Just evil. Well, annoying and evil.

"What is Jasmine's favorite food?"
The idiot beside me didn't miss a beat. "Chocolate cake."
How the hell did he know that ?

Then his lower thigh bumped into my knee. Again.
"Why are you touching me?" I whispered, barely moving my lips, eyes on the door. I didn't trust myself to look at him.
"You're touching me," was his smart-ass - and stupid - response because he'd been the one to move.
I still didn't glance at him. "Why are you sitting next to me?"
"Because I can."
"You're too close."
"I've been closer too you."
I side-eyed him. "Because you have to be. Go sit over there. Away frome me."
He was already watching me with those creepy clear blue eyes. "No."
I blinked and he blinked right back at me.
Bitch.
"Then move so I can go sit accross the table."
"No."

Neither one of us said a word, but our eyes let.
And I mouthed "you suck".
And he whispered back with his pale pink mouth, "you suck more".

"I also tell her you and Ivan will kill each other if you talked to much."

I glanced at Ivan again, but he'd beat me to it. He was already looking at me...
And I didn't like it.
Stop looking at me, I mouthed.
No, he mouthed back.

He just ...looked. With his mouth shut. And his hands - and fingers - tucked into his armpits.
If I had been anyone else, he would have made me uneasy with that gaze. But I wasn't his groupie. I knew him well enough not to be distracted by the bodysuit he wore over his natural form. He worked hard, so he was good. He wasn't a unicorn. He definitely wasn't a Pegasus. He didn't impress me.

Some days I deserved a medal for being so patient with idiots. If ony they had a competition for that, I could have won.

But it was when you started taking the most basic things for granted that life decided to teach you that you're an ungrateful idiot.