And so for the second time in the space of an hour, Rosario looked up from her textbook to find Archer Goldenhawk dropping casually into the seat beside her.
Once was bad luck. Twice... could be a coincidence, but nah, there were other empty seats and Archer was never short on friends in any room he walked into. He'd chosen to sit next to her.
What. The fuck.
Rosario stared at him in open disbelief. "Are you following me?" she hissed.