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Her parents are loaded.
I give it a minute or two before skulking closer.
I almost snort at the mental image that conjures. I’ve never been the skulking sort. In fact, most people take one look at me and steer clear.
Which is exactly the way I prefer it.
A couple of guys exit the office before heading in my direction. They glance at me as we pass by one another, their eyes widening before lighting up with recognition.
“Hey, Westerville!” the closest one says before holding out his knuckles for a fist bump.
I shoot a quick glance past him to make sure Fallyn hasn’t stepped back out into the corridor. That’s the last thing I need when trying to fly under the radar.
“Dude, that game last week was sweet. You were totally on fire!”
“Thanks.”
The other guy shakes his head. “How many saves did you have? Wasn’t it a career record or something like that?”
“Twenty-five.” Not the most I’ve had, but still impressive.
“Fuck, dude. That’s amazing.”
“Thanks.” My gaze bounces to the office door again. “I gotta get going, but it was good talking to you.”
“See ya around, Wolf!”
With a wave, I take off. It’s only when I’m close enough to peek inside that I stop and scan the reception area. It doesn’t take long to find her. She’s in line at the counter, waiting her turn. She stares at her phone, all the while shifting from one foot to another.
Fallyn never did have a lot of patience.
The corner of one lip hitches as a million memories flood my brain. I can’t help but drink in the sight of her.
Her beauty is like a gut punch.
Then again, there’s nothing new about that.
Even though the smart thing to do would be to get on with my day and pretend I never saw her, there’s no way I’m taking off until I figure out what’s going on.
Chapter 3
Fallyn
I glance up from my phone when the girl in front of me snaps, “What am I supposed to do? Sell my virginity to pay my tuition this semester?”
My eyes widen as my mouth tumbles open at her audacity.
The woman sitting behind the counter wears a matching expression.
We’re both shocked by the outburst.
I peek at the girl again, taking a better look. Since I’ve stepped foot inside the student aid office, I’ve been glued to my phone, scrolling through job postings.
Big surprise—there aren’t many. Most students who wanted part-time work filled out apps in August and early September. They didn’t wait around until January.
So, it’s slim pickings.
Which only adds to my frustration.
