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“Oh.” Any worry faded away, replaced by sadness. “That makes sense. Having the big, single room.”
“I don’t have to.” The offer slipped from my lips before I could stop it.
“You know I love living with you, Ell, but you don’t have to give up the President’s room so you can keep sharing with me.”
“I know, but…” I blinked. Why was I trying to fight with her over this? “Are you sure? We’ve never not shared a room before.”
We’d always been attached at the hip, as my mother liked to say. Wherever she was, I wasn’t far behind. She was the bubbly, outgoing one who made friends and shined so bright, but I’d always been by her side, protecting her—and her fragile heart. Would she really be okay without me? My eyes were watery, and I tried to blink the tears away. Why was I so emotional about this?
“It’s only upstairs,” she whispered, pulling me into a hug. “Areyougoing to be okay?”
“Yes.” I let myself relax into her comfortable embrace. “You know where to find me if you need me.”
“Same goes for you, you know. I’m always here.”
If we had twin telepathy, I liked to think we’d be sharingI love youinto each other’s minds, but since we didn’t, we just squeezed each other tight.
“Okay.” The words were strange, even coming from my mouth. “Guess I’m moving out.”
Which left me with only one big dilemma floating around in my mind:Charming.
And what the hell I was going to do when I saw him again.
CHAPTER 8
Cam
My fingers drummed against the desk, but my eyes were focused on the clock that clicked above my professor’s head. It had only been a few days, but I was already itching for the weekend. As soon as the bell rang—metaphorically, of course—I’d be free.
Fifteen minutes.
It had already been over a week since Halloween, but I hadn’t given up on looking for the blonde. And when I found her, I wouldn’t let her go.
At least, that was what I kept telling myself. I just needed to see her again. To verify if what we had was real.
Good enough that I could barely focus on my Political Analysis class, because I couldn’t stop thinking about her. Stupid. I needed to get my head on straight. I knew exactly what my father would say if he knew the thoughts in my head.
“That’s all for today,” my professor’s voice rang out through the room, reminding me exactly where I was, and I flopped my notebook closed and pulled my phone out of my pocket.
Even if I’d been daydreaming, I at least gave my professors the courtesy of having my phone on do not disturb in class.
A text from an unknown number had come through, and I slid it open to read the full message.
Unknown Number
Hi. It’s Ella. The new President of Pi Rho Sig. I just wanted to know if you wanted to get together in the next few days? Since we’re apparently partnering up now…
My fingers fumbled over the keyboard. My advisor had told me about our frat’s changes, along with Pi Rho getting a new president earlier this morning. The meeting we were having later tonight was also a result of it. Apparently, their old one had up and quit the entire sorority, even though no one knew why.
Begrudgingly, I’d agreed with the partnership, because he wasn’t wrong. Our image wasn’t impeccable or flawless, like I needed it to be for my grad school applications. Working closely with a sorority with a squeaky clean reputation like them seemed like a good idea for all of us involved.
Plus, we’d never really partnered with any of the girls before, and maybe it would be nice to have a little less testosterone around.
Cam
Hi, Ella. I’m done with classes for the week, so I’m free anytime. What works best for you?
Three dots blinked on the screen, showing that she was typing, and I waited for a response as I walked out of class, keeping my eyes peeled for a certain blonde, like I expected her to appear in front of me after thinking about her in class.
