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Tucking my hair behind my ear, I flipped my notebook open, avoiding his face. “I brought our event schedule for the rest of the year. So we can try to work in a few joint events, and your guys can come to whatever isn’t a sister event.”

“That sounds good.”

I eyed the space in front of him. “Don’t you have anything to write everything down with?”

Cameron tapped his index finger on his temple. “I got it all up here, Princess.”

“Don’t ask me to bail you out when you miss something.” I resisted rolling my eyes.

He gave me a sexy smirk, which Idefinitelyshouldn’t find attractive. It soured my mood. “I won’t.”

I scowled. “Okay. What do you have going on this month that we should go to?”

Crossing his arms over his chest, his lips kept that tilted smile. “We’re having our philanthropic event tomorrow.”

I wrote it down in my notebook. “Time?”

“Eleven to three.”

“Attire?”

“Something you can get dirty.”

I spluttered, coffee coming out of my mouth. “What?”

He chuckled. “It’s a pumpkin smash.” He looked me up and down, his gaze settling on my cashmere sweater. “So don’t wear something that you wouldn’t want to get pumpkin guts on.”

“A… what?” I probably sounded like a broken record.

“You pay a dollar to smash a pumpkin.” Cameron rested his head on his hands. “It’ll be fun.”

I nodded, even though I failed to understand why anyone would find smashing pumpkins to be enjoyable.

“We’re having it on the academic quad.” The big grassy area was in the middle of campus and had a lot of foot traffic, so I supposed it made sense.

“Okay. We’ll be there.”

That grin that threatened to do bad things to my insides lit up his face again. “Can’t wait to see you smash a pumpkin, Princess.”

I rolled my eyes, standing up from the table to throw my trash away. “I’m not your princess. Stop calling me that.”

Cameron’s face transformed, something that almost looked like hurt spreading across his features. But it couldn’t be.

“Ella,” he whispered, tilting my chin up so I’d meet his gaze.

I looked away. “I can’t do this. Please. We just have to…”Focus on sorority and fraternity stuff. Keep things platonic.Avoid this, because we couldn’t. I shook my head. “We can’t.”

There and gone in a flash, another smirk crossed over his face. “Okay then. May the best chapter win.”

“Win?” I raised an eyebrow, trying to figure out how we’d gone from a one-night stand to… this. Whatever this was. “What are we competing for now?”

“To see who’s the best.”

“And what’s the prize if you win?”

He stared straight at me, unblinking, not saying a word, but the idea was clear.You.

Swallowing, I tried not to let him see how much he was getting to me.

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