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“This is not testy. This is scared.”

I sighed, “I’ll get you out.”

“I know you will.”

I moved in next to Lizzy, tucked my head under Anderson’s arm, and settled some of his weight onto me.

“I feel like a wimp.”

Anderson decided to chime in on our conversation. “Technically, I’m the wimp since two women and my best bud are carrying me down the stairs in a fire, and I’m the certified volunteer fireman.”

“Really?” I couldn’t hide the surprise in my voice.

“Yep,” Anderson shook his head. “Embarrassing isn’t even the word for this.”

“Let’s move.”

With Lizzy and me on one side of Anderson and Foster on the other, we slowly worked our way down.

We’d barely gone four steps when sweat beaded my face.

I wasn’t sure if it was the anxiety of going down so many steps or the temperature had increased.

“I think the fire is getting closer. It’s hotter than hell in here.” Foster blew out a deep breath.

Okay, I wasn’t the only one who felt the heat.

“Lizzy, if we survive this,” Foster added. “I’m taking you to see how real fashion school students party.”

“I’ll hold you to it. But let’s do something low-key first. I don’t think my nerves can take anything adventurous for a little while.”

“You’ll change your mind once you start Abbott’s class next week,” Anderson muttered.

“You’re a firefighter and—” I coughed as smoke filled the space around us. “Y-you’re in school with her?”

“All of us are,” Foster said, taking more of Anderson’s weight as we reached a landing and had to turn. “Not the firefighter part, just the school part.”

“And you never met until tonight?”

“The school is big,” Lizzy tried to defend herself.

“No, that’s not true.” Anderson said, “We haven’t met because Lizzy hangs out with the wrong crowd.”

“I’ll give you that.” Lizzy agreed. “I’m over the assholes.”

Was this the reason she kept coming home? Were her friends at school complete jerks, and it wasn’t a guy problem at all?

“What year are you two?”

“Foster is a second-year like me,” Lizzy answered, then tilted her head toward Anderson. “He’s a third.”

Maybe bringing her here hadn’t been a bad idea after all. She found friends in some warped sort of way.

“Now it makes sense why so many of you were in this area together.”

“Do you mean the costume room or a kink club?” Lizzy barely asked her silly question before she screamed as a beam crashed through the ceiling where we were standing only a few seconds earlier.

We all ducked, and I heard a pained grunt from Anderson.

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