Chapter 4

A considering expression on his face, Chase took a bite and chewed. “Sometimes. But when I do, I just go for the stuff with meat.”

“So you’re not vegetarian?”

Chase shook his head, and another smile made a brief appearance. “That area just has the smallest crowds.”

“Too hungry to wait long, eh?” Trevor grinned.

Across the table, Chase went eerily still.

“Sorry about Trevor playing twenty questions,” Jorge chimed in. Trevor nearly jumped in surprise. He’d sorta forgotten his friend was there. “He’s rude like that.” Jorge elbowed Trevor in the side. “Let the dude eat his lunch in peace.”

Trevor’s cheeks heated again, and he felt properly abashed. “Sorry. My curiosity got the best of me.”

Chase’s gaze darted between them, and then slowly his posture loosened. “It’s okay.” He took another bite of chili.

Trevor waited for Chase to continue. To answer the question—it wasn’t like it was a personal one or anything—but nothing. Right. “So you have class with Jorge?”