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“Research for a paper,” I say nonchalantly.

“You’re working hard on a Monday night, sweetheart.”

“Just trying to get a headstart.”

“How did you get here?”

“Annabel gave me a ride into town.”

“And how are you getting back?”

“I was hoping you might be able to take me?”

“Ah, I see. So this isn’t a social visit…” He chuckles. “I don’t get off for another couple of hours, but I’m sure Bryan will cover for me.” Standing, he grabs his keys off the rack. “Come on.”

“Thanks, Dad.”

His eyes narrow a fraction, sadness bleeding into his expression.

“Dad?” A shiver runs down my spine.

“Come on,” he says, a smile lifting his whole face. “Let’s get you back to campus.”

15

Bexley

Mouse: Hey, I need a favor.

My heart pounds as I read Mia’s words. Is she for real?

Bexley: Of course. Name it and it's yours.

She starts typing immediately, but the seconds feel like hours as I wait for her words to appear.

Mouse: Can you come to my dorm?

Bexley: Is that a trick question?

Mouse: No, I need to talk to you about something.

Bexley: Talk?

My blood starts to heat, and it's not with ideas of us talking playing out in my head.

Mouse: Yes. I don't trust anyone else.

A smile twitches at my lips as my chest constricts at her words.

Bexley: On my way.

Mouse: The window will be open.

I blow out a long breath as reality slams into me. Sneaking into her dorm room because we're forbidden. Right.

I change my shirt and shove my feet into my sneakers before pulling my door open and heading down the hallway. I miss my dorm, and not just because it puts me closer to Mia at all times.

Music booms from one of the rooms down the hall—Brandon's, I think. But I don't see anyone as I descend the stairs.

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