Page 135 of Drama Queen

Laughing, he stands and offers me his hand. “How about we grab some lunch?”

“Yeah. That sounds good.”

POTTER

Walking along campus, I'm waiting for Maddox to call. I still can't believe that he thinks he can go to college in some disguise and not be spotted.

It's the middle of the night and campus is pretty quiet. Only the late night studiers, or people coming home from a party are out.

Plopping down on a bench, I text Mason, Mad's twin brother while I wait. He's excited for his brother to be here, but I see this as a huge recipe for disaster.

A black SUV rolls up, and I shake my head. I'm not usually a pessimistic person, but my life is pretty standard.

I don't like change or when people come into it and fuck things up.

A man who looks like he's the size of Shaquille O'Neal climbs out of the driver's seat and opens the back doors.

I roll my eyes at how pampered Mad is. I hope he knows that no one will be catering to him while he's here.

“Ready?” I hear someone inside say and then Mad hops out, offering his hand for someone.

It's dark and the lights are casting shadows, so I can't see very well. Rounding the car, the driver tells them something, then climbs back in and drives away.

Maddox and some guy walk over to me and he pulls me into a tight hug. Back slaps and all.

“Fuck, Potter, it's good to see you,” he says, backing away and waving his hand in the guys direction.

“This is Har… I mean Henry.” I offer my hand for the guy to shake and wince at how hard he squeezes.

“Hey,” I grunt, then turn back to Maddox.

“This is an asinine plan dude. It will never work.” I repeat what I have been telling him over the phone for weeks.

Laughing, he smacks my shoulder, grabs Henry's arm and starts tugging him toward the dorms.

The driver is walking behind them now, carrying bags. “Does he need help?” I ask and Mad shakes his head, releasing Henry.

“Joe is fine. But we're exhausted. Where's Mason?”

“Inside. He's talking to Ember.”

“How's that still going?” he asks, then checks back on his friend, with a smile.

I give the guy another look, but it's still too dark to see much.

“They fight more than they make up. I don't know, dude, you will have to talk some sense into him. Models are too much work.”

Laughing, Mad nods and we reach our place. I open the door with my badge and hold it for him and his friend to enter.

Joe drops the bags inside, then tells Maddox he will return in the morning. Henry steps forward to grab his duffle and Mad stops him, taking it and walking off toward the elevator.

“It's busted,” I grunt, taking the other suitcase. Henry looks around confused at why we are taking all the luggage, and honestly I'm just as bewildered.

“Shame. Looks like we are getting our steps in today, Har… Hen,” he says with a cough and shakes his head.

Henry sighs, rolling his eyes and slouching. Now that there are lights I can tell how small this guy is.

Maybe Mad was worried the bags were too heavy or something.

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