Spreadsheets by Jaclyn Quinn

Author:Jaclyn Quinn [Quinn, Jaclyn]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-11-11T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Five

Jeremy had discovered pretty quickly how much it sucked supposedly being on the same campus as Griffin. The more he casually looked for the man the last couple of days, the more he was convinced the guy didn’t actually work there. He never stops for lunch? Seriously? And what about walking to his damn car? The guy was nowhere to be found.

Of course, Jeremy’s phone dinged with an incoming text, as if the elusive man had read Jeremy’s mind. So what if he’d set Griffin’s text notification to sound like R2-D2? It was practical. You look like you’re on a mission.

Jeremy abruptly stopped and looked up. Where are you? he typed, still searching the area in front of him.

Behind you.

Jeremy turned and jumped, fumbling his phone which Griffin swiftly rescued midair. “Jesus, you scared the hell out of me.”

Griffin’s shoulders shook in amusement. “Man, you’re jumpy, huh?”

“Only when people sneak up on me… Stop laughing!” Jeremy hit Griffin on the chest, biting his upper lip, trying to hold back the smile so he wouldn’t humor the man. He pushed his glasses up on his nose, rolling his eyes when Griffin’s laughter increased.

“Sorry. You just should’ve seen your face.” Griffin wiped his eyes and took a deep breath. “You wanna grab lunch, friend?”

“I was beginning to think you didn’t really work here.” Shit. Why did he say that? Why not just tell the guy outright that he looked for him every time he left his damn office?

Griffin took a small step closer. “Missed me?”

Oh my God, I really did. “N-no,” Jeremy stammered, looking everywhere but at the man in front of him. That’s real mature. He finally gave Griffin a shy half-smile that no doubt told Griffin the truth, but the guy didn’t call him on it.

“Come on.” Griffin nudged his head toward the building then started walking, looking back over his shoulder. “I’ll buy you a slice of pizza.”

Jeremy caught up to him. “With pineapple?”

Griffin stopped short, his brows drawn together as he pointed at Jeremy. “That’s where I draw the line. You want bacon? I’ll get you bacon, but let’s not get crazy.” He began walking again, shaking his head in mock disgust.

“What? It’s delicious!” Jeremy said, falling in stride next to him.

“You need to have your taste buds examined.”

By him? Because that would be—Jeremy internally groaned. Friends. They were just friends. He cleared his throat, finding incredible interest in the ground as they made their way to the Student Center. Once inside, Griffin instructed him to find a table while he bought their lunches. It’s not a date. It’s not a date.

Five minutes later, Griffin sat across from him, setting down a tray with two slices of pizza—no pineapple—and two bottles of water. “I looked for your disgrace of a pizza, but they didn’t have any.” Griffin gave a teasing wink and smiled. “They didn’t have much of anything left, so it was plain or plain. I got you plain.”

Jeremy huffed out a laugh and took his plate off the tray.

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