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offers. She was, in all likelihood, the only one about to time travel to medieval England, and though she didn’t feel like it, she had to admit to herself that she was probably the most interesting person present.
    She rose after boredom had begun to set in at last, taking her large coffee in hand, and turned to make her way towards the door.
    And that’s when it happened.
    The door swung open and in he came: the tall, handsome man she’d spoken to only briefly; the man who had put his fingers on her more than once. She saw him this time before taking in his scent, and before he saw her. Her heart, which throughout her life had always been so steady and calm, felt as though someone had planted a grenade at its center and pulled the pin.
    In an instant, her face changed its expression to a broad smile in spite of any desire for reserve. So she didn’t have to go home without one last glance. The surprise of his presence made her far happier than she would ever have admitted. She lifted a foot to take a step towards him, an unabashed desire to be close filling her.
    As the door began to shut behind Conor, though, a young woman darted in after him, grabbing the back of his shirt. He turned to her and smiled before throwing his arms around her. So I was right, thought Lily. I misinterpreted the feel of his hand on my back, the look in his eye. For all her instincts about him, that one had been way off the mark. He was at best a friendly man and at worst a bit of a cad, and he was proving to her now that the world of men was one that she was far from figuring out.
    And now she wanted nothing more than for a gaping hole to open up in the ground and suck her in, or at least to be granted the chance leave the place as quickly as possible. But how the hell was she going to get out without being seen? Leaping through time would mean vanishing in front of the room full of strangers, and her promise to her parents meant that using her powers in this setting was a last resort.
    She turned her back, pretending to add sugar to her coffee as Conor and his female friend headed towards the counter. As soon as they’d gone by, Lily made a break for the door, which now seemed terribly far off.
    At last her hand was on it, first pushing the thick pane of glass and wooden frame and then pulling on its handle, trying to escape, desperate to be freed from this prison. She would be outside very, very soon.
    “Lilliana.”
    Her eyes closed even as her body seemed to go limp. Crap. To pretend she didn’t hear him would be ridiculous; it sounded as though he were standing directly behind her. She couldn’t be that rude, even to a man she’d never see again.
    She turned to face him, her back now to the door.
    “Oh, hi,” she said, temporarily behaving as though she’d forgotten his name. She tried to look over his shoulder for his date, who was still by the counter looking at her cell phone. She was pretty, that one. And thin.
    “I thought that was you,” he said, taking a few steps in her direction. “You finished the exam so quickly—I was hoping to run into you afterwards,” he said. These words and the thought that he’d wanted to spend time in her presence filled her suddenly with something delicious, as though a drug were being released in her bloodstream. A very dangerous and addictive one; the type that lands a person in rehab for six months.
    But there was that woman to consider—the one by the counter—and she was an antidote for any drug.
    “Oh? Did you want to compare notes on the questions?” Lily asked, her tone overly innocent.
    Conor took her arm and pulled her away from the door, which was being pushed forcefully from the outside by an irritated businessman who’d grown impatient with the silly woman blocking his way. Conor’s eyes set themselves on Lily’s own, that same sort of unreadable, piercing stare fixed on her that she’d seen so many times.
    “Notes,” he said, his voice filled with a sort of