“Yeah, that would be cool.” She grinned up at him, and I felt my stomach settle down. Thank God. The last thing I needed was for Anna’s crush to have a crush on me.
***
His View
The rest of the weekend seemed to drag on. All I could think about was Lola and the distraught look on her face as she’d fled the hotel room. I felt uncomfortable inside. It wasn’t a feeling I appreciated. I went home and started preparing for the next week by looking at the applications I’d received for my assistant position. My mood changed as I read the applications again. Lola’s name stood out bright and shining. It had to be my Lola. I had another chance with her. I needed to have one more night with her. And the next time I was going to get her out of my system. I smiled to myself as I thought about having her in my bed again. Maybe I’d give her a couple of days to rock my world this time.
Chapter 6
“Catch you for lunch?” Anna made a face as we paused outside the door to my class. “I better go or I’ll be late.”
“Sounds good.” I smiled. “Have a great day.”
“You too.” I watched her hurry off and breathed a sigh of relief.
We were finally back on the right track. I knew as soon as Jason had come up to me at the restaurant that we were going to have trouble. Even though Anna and I were best friends, she was still ridiculously insecure and slightly envious of me. I understood why, but it still hurt me whenever she started ignoring me because guys paid more attention to me than her. And it wasn’t that I was so much more gorgeous than she was. In fact, I thought that Anna was one of the most beautiful girls I had ever known, with her long black hair and intelligent hazel eyes. I felt very boring with my light brown hair and brown eyes. I was of average height and build, and I knew that Anna was slightly self-conscious because she had recently lost a lot of weight.
I slowly walked into the classroom, wanting to take in my surroundings. Everything was so different in London. The building itself was supposedly an old residence of some Lord and everything seemed so grand.
“Lola,” a voice called out to me, and I looked up and saw Sebastian grinning at me.
I walked over to him slowly but quite happily. He looked even more handsome than I had remembered. His green eyes shone at me like emeralds, and he was wearing a plaid shirt that seemed to emphasize the slight twinkles of brown.
“How are you?” He stood up as I reached his seat and pointed to the seat next to him. “Please.”
“Thanks.” I sat down and unbuttoned my jacket. “I’m good. How are you?”
“I’m tired.” He yawned slightly. “Excuse me. I was up all night going through the textbook.”
“Not the entire textbook?” I looked at him in amazement. He didn’t look like he was a nerd.
“My brother will expect no less of me,” he sighed. “And some of these paintings I should know already.”
“Oh, have you taken the class already?”
“No, we own some of them. Well, I don’t own any of them, but my family does.”
“Your family owns some of them?” I grinned at him. “What do you mean? Like prints?”
“No.” He shook his head. “I mean we have some Cezannes and Monets in our dining room.”
“Dining room?” My eyes widened. “You have world-class paintings in your dining room?”
“Well, really it’s the great hall, not the dining room.” He laughed. “And so I should really be top of this class. I’m sure I’m the only one who has grown up with art in their homes to this extent.”
“Hey,” I chided him, “we have some great paintings of dogs playing poker in my house.”
“Well now, I correct myself.” He smiled back at me. “You shall have to tell my brother that you also are an art connoisseur.”
“Your brother? He’s not going to be checking up with you after the class, is he?”
“No, not after the class.” He laughed. “My brother teaches the class.”
“Oh good God. That’s awful.” I rubbed his shoulder lightly. “I’m sorry about that.”
“What can I say?” He leaned towards me and looked directly into my eyes. “It’s not going to be the most fun of classes for me.”
“I bet.” I swallowed hard as I stared at him. He was so good-looking and there was something so familiar about his features. When I looked at him, I felt like I was connecting with someone wise. I didn’t feel a sexual chemistry with him exactly, but there was something about him that intrigued me greatly.
“But such is life. No one ever said it was going to be fun.”