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Aiden
Icould take a hint.
I’d bet my left nut the random girl she pointed out wasn’t her friend. But Emersyn Tyler wasn’t interested.
It happened.
The fuck it did.
Okay, so it had never happenedbefore.Not to me. But here I was, coming through my front door alone.
Music blared from the living room where Axel sat with a few dudes and the chick who’s name I couldn’t remember from the night before.
“Here,” I said flatly, dropping his greasy burger bag in his lap.
“It’s cold,” he whined. “And you’re alone.”
“Way to go, Captain Obvious,” I muttered, ignoring the look of interest from the girl beside him.
“What the hell took you so long?”
I stopped before disappearing into my room. “You’re welcome for the food, Bro.”
With that, I shut my door and tried to figure out where I’d gone wrong with Emersyn.
She was attracted to me. Her eyes sparked with interest every time they’d met mine. So why had she blown me off?
Maybe it was a stranger danger thing.
Made sense. It was smart for her to be careful. She was insanely gorgeous and there’d been a string of rapes reported on campus a few years ago. I wasn’t sure how long she’d been at Southeastern, but maybe she’d heard about them.
I didn’t want to leave my room and deal with the party rivaling the one from last night, but I needed a drink before I went insane. Raking my hands through my hair, I decided I wouldn’t spend all night dissecting our encounter.
Monday after class, I’d talk to her. I’d get her number. I’d text and ask if she wanted to study for the art history final exam, maybe get some food from a restaurant not on wheels.
I exited my room and entered the growing crowd in my kitchen.
A guy they called Meat and some of my brother’s other work buddies were already talking the chick whose name I didn’t know into doing body shots. A few other girls had shown up and were dancing on the coffee table. Thankfully it was sturdy.
I grabbed a beer from the fridge and took off in search of my brother. I wasn’t partying tonight. He needed to know now that I wasn’t cleaning up tomorrow.
By the time I reached the living room, I had a shadow.
“Ai-den, there you are,” a female voice sang.
I turned and faced her—the girl whose name had completely escaped me. If I’d ever known it to begin with.
“Yeah, hey.”You.
I took a long drink.
She had a nice body. A cute enough face too. Shoulder-length strawberry blonde hair and wicked curves, which I had recently wrapped my hands around while fucking her from behind. But I didn’t do back to back hook-ups. It sent the wrong message.
“Becca had to work tonight,” she pouted, poking her bottom lip out for added effect. “But you and I can still have some fun.”
Well, this was awkward. I was going to have to talk to my brother about the guest lists for his get-togethers.
