Page 97 of Kings of the Campus

Val laughs. “Carter is at home with Matteo. He was being fussy and didn’t want to put his shoes on so I left the little stinker.”

“Sounds about right,” I say, remembering the triplets’ terrible twos with a grimace. “How’s Matteo?”

Valencia launches into a story about the new office they’re building for his company.

Matteo runs a non-profit for domestic violence victims, along with a few of the other brothers from Sigma Theta. We managed to turn the fraternity into a cause for good, inspiring several of our members to pursue jobs in the justice sector and even help victims like the ones that were hurt during the drugging scandal.

We’re proud of the work we did to turn things around. We truly made Sigma Theta the kings of the campus during our time there.

And it’s all thanks to Tessa Collins-Montgomery-Whitmore-Cash. She’s made us better men, and better people because of her love for us.

I feel like the luckiest guy in the world.

“Okay, I’ll meet you downstairs, baby,” I say, giving her a kiss on the cheek so she can sit down and gab with Valencia for a few minutes.

As I head down the stairs, I know that my life would be vastly different without her in it. We went through so much together, plenty of ups and downs, even after the whole stalking and harassment thing in college, but I wouldn’t trade it for the world.

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