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“Sorry to interrupt.” Jason starts. “Holden, we need you downstairs. Someone got a DUI after leaving our party last weekend. Dean Harrison wants to speak to us tomorrow, so we want to set our stories straight.”
Holden groans before sitting up.
“Alright. I’ll be right down.” He tells him. As soon as Jason walks away, he refocuses me. “Wait here. I’ll be right back.”
He leans forward and kisses me once more before leaving the room – and I’m left alone to wonder what in the world is happening.
Chapter Fifteen
Holden fiddles with the controller, biting his bottom lip in concentration. When he dies for the fifth time, the game over mask appears. He groans and passes the controller to me. I chuckle, leaning over and kissing him on the cheek.
“I don’t understand.” He complains. “I used to be so good at this game!”
I smirk as I begin the level, flying through it with ease. “Key word, babe, used to.”
He grumbles something under his breath and starts to poke me in the side, causing me to flinch. The reflex makes me hit the wrong button, and Crash Bandicoot falls into the ditch. I roll my eyes and push him away playfully.
“Jerk.” I murmur, and he laughs.
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The two of us continue to take turns on the game, completely ignoring the loud party going on beneath us. While the other frat guys may not get tired of partying, Holden and I decided to spend the night in his room.
It’s been two weeks now that I’ve been staying with him. It was originally supposed to be a couple of days. However, when Brianna went to the student housing office, they told her that switching roommates isn’t allowed this late in the semester, and that we should sort out our differences. Needless to say, she wasn’t happy, so I figure it’s best to stay out of her way.
“Victory!” Holden yells as he jumps onto the portal stone.
“Oh please. You only won because I got you to the checkpoint.”
He side-eyes me skeptically. “Team victory then.”
I smile as I roll my eyes and shake my head, letting him bask in his success. After all, it’s only a video game. If thinking he won makes him happy, then he can have it. In the meantime, I’ll just sit here and enjoy the way his dimples accent his grin.
THE MUSIC BOOMS LOUDLY around us as the alcohol courses through my veins. The feeling of Holden’s arms wrapped around my waist is the only thing keeping me grounded.
While we skipped last night’s party, opting to just hang out in his room instead, tonight we decided to join the festivities. This is the last party they’ll be having before everyone leaves for Thanksgiving break – and everyone is making sure it’s memorable.
“Holden. Come play me in a round of beer pong!” Caleb yells.
I step out of Holden’s arms to turn around. He gives me a look, mentally asking if I want to. I shrug in response and the two of us make our way outside to the table. It’s Caleb and Jason against Holden and me.
“It’s like déjà vu, only the teammates have changed.” Jason remarks. “Should we use Kayleigh as a prize again?”
“No!” Holden and I yell in unison at the same time Caleb says yes.
Caleb and Holden maintain eye contact, neither one of them seeming to back down. I don’t know what exactly is going on between them, but I can’t say I like it. Caleb and I have become good friends over the past couple of weeks. I would hate to see that ruined by a dumb competition between the two of them.
“This isn’t tug of war, and I’m not a rope. Let’s just play.” I pick up the ball and toss it, landing it in the cup with ease. I won’t lie, I feel a little bit of pride for that one. Holden chuckles next to me and kisses the top of my head. I still freeze slightly. Our PDA is still rather new to me, and I’m not sure how I feel about it.
The four of us play a rather entertaining game of beer pong – staying tied cup for cup. The competitiveness between Caleb and Holden is intense, and Jason only encourages it. By the time that it comes down to the last cup on each side, they both miss their shots. I’m up next. I take the ball from Holden and hold it between my fingers.
“I still think Kayleigh should be the prize again.” Jason remarks.
Holden says his name as a warning, his tone cold. I ignore them and instead focus on aiming the ball. Finally, I take a deep breath, close my eyes, and let it fly from my fingertips. I hear the ball hit the water and open my eyes to see Jason face palm and Caleb look impressed.
“That’s my girl.” Holden says, wrapping his arms around me from behind and bending down to kiss my cheek. I choose not to overthink it, smiling brightly as I look up at him – refusing to acknowledge the many girls staring at me jealously.
All of us choose not to play another game, letting some of the other guys take over the table. In the middle of the yard, there’s a bonfire lit. We walk over there and as Holden sits down on a lounge chair, he pulls me down with him. I settle in between his legs and lean against his chest. He lightly massages my shoulders, causing me to release a small moan. Thankfully, only Holden hears me.
