But in an instant,thathumiliation is nothing. Because the closet door swings open, and Callum Sundberg is right there. Well over six feet, beautifully fit, with light-brown hair and gleaming hazel eyes, he’s looming over me, staring down with a mixture of surprise and horror to where I’m curled up around my half-empty bottle of wine.

“Holy shit. I thought I heard someone in here.”

Like an idiot, I wave. “Yes, hello.”

“Are you okay? What are you doing here?”

“I’m fine. I came in here to escape the party and then heard someone coming and panicked.”

“Dylan wouldn’t care if you were in here.”

“That’s nice but I have no idea who Dylan is.”

He smiles, looking more closely at me, and my humiliation deepens when he asks, “Isn’t your name Teresa? You’re a first-year?”

“It’s Terra, actually.”

“That’s right.” His eyes fall closed, and he takes a deep breath. “You heard everything, didn’t you?”

“I did.”

The wordsYou give such good dickseem to reverberate between us.

“You’re in a class I TA,” he says mournfully.

“Indeed, I am.” I swallow. “Don’t worry. It doesn’t have to be weird.”

How, self?I wonder.How will it not be weird?

No one makes me come like you do. Every time. Better than I do alone.

“Please don’t tell anyone about this,” he says quietly. And what man in the history of time would ever want his prowessin bed kept a secret? Please. But my heart does a tiny, swooning flip when he adds, “Kristen would be mortified.”

And even as the words “I promise I won’t” flow from my lips, I know I’m lying. Thank God it happened on Valentine’s Day, because the second I get home, I’m going to email C and tell him all about this.

Callum reaches down, extending his hand to me, and I take it. He pulls me up and when our eyes meet, his thumb passes, warm and smooth, over my knuckles. “You sure you’re okay?”

Revision: I will tell C everything except the way I feel that thumb stroke everywhere. “I’m sure I’m okay,” I tell him, knowing I’m not okay at all.

Chapter Sixteen

FEBRUARY14, 2024

From: [email protected]

To: [email protected]

Date: February 14, 2024

Subject: Re: Happy Valentine’s Day!

Tonight was boring until it was BONKERS.

From: [email protected]

To: [email protected]

Date: February 14, 2024