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“That’s right,” I say with a nod, as if just remembering instead of acutely aware.
“Did you ever end up joining one of the other sororities?”
I shake my head. “Not this year. Maybe next year I’ll try again.”
She pouts in sympathy. “Don’t feel bad. I can only speak for Zeta, of course, but we honestly didn’t have many spots open for freshmen this year, and the demand was crazy.”
Yes, I recall. We all had to do a dance so they could make a rush video for their social media page, and there were so many girls spread across their perfectly green lawn, you’d think we were waiting to get into a Taylor Swift concert.
With the fresh memory of my rejection in mind, I grab a doughnut off the buffet to make myself feel better.
I don’t know if it’s because I’m so hungry or what, but when my teeth sink into the soft dough of the chocolate eclair and the sweet flavor of custard leaks out, my taste buds explode with pleasure. My eyes close of their own accord and a happy food moan slips out of me.
“Oh my god,” I murmur before chewing. “Where did these come from? Heaven?”
I’m startled when a strong arm suddenly wraps around my waist from behind and I’m pulled back against a warm, powerful body. “Hey, now. I’m the only one allowed to draw that noise out of you.”
I grin at the sound of Killian’s voice and turn my head to look back at him. He snakes a hand up to grip my jaw and keep me where he wants me, then he kisses me, and my knees nearly give out.
“Hey, you,” I say warmly when he pulls back.
“Hey, right back.”
I turn to face him and probably because he just made my head swim with that kiss, I’m feeling soft and can’t resist checking him out. He looks damn good in his dark wash jeans and navy-blue Calhoun U hoodie.
Seeing him here, I realize he’s the college fantasy I cooked up in high school come to life. Obviously, we haven’t discussed what’s going on between us or put a name to it, but after three nights of cuddling in his bed—two of those nights involving orgasms—and basically acting like a couple, it feels like we are one.
The thought makes me happy, so I sling an arm around his neck and lean against him, bringing my doughnut to his mouth. “Wrap your lips around this. It will change your life.”
He smirks, his blue eyes twinkling mischievously. “I could tell you the same thing,” he says, then he takes an exaggeratedly wolfish bite of the doughnut.
“Jesus. You know I have to concentrate on dense academic subject matter in a few minutes, right?”
“I’ll give you something dense to focus on,” he mutters playfully. Then he nods. “Damn, you’re right. That is good.”
I nod. “See? Aren’t you glad you stopped by?” I take another, much smaller bite so I can chew it quickly. I want to talk to him while he’s here, but I also have to finish this before I can enter the auditorium. “The seminar lasts an hour, so I don’t know if you want to stay on campus and just study while I’m here or leave and pick me up. We really need to get my car back so I’m not such a constant burden on you.”
“You are not a burden,” he says, the idea seeming to irritate him. “And I’m not stopping by. I told you, I’m staying. When it’s over, we can leave together.”
My eyes widen. “You’re seriously staying for the seminar?”
“I told you I was,” he states.
“Well, yeah, but I thought you were joking because of Liam. Don’t take this the wrong way, but this is… I mean… I don’t think you’ll enjoy this.”
Apparently, he’s done his homework and at least knows what the talk is about, because he says, “What do you mean? I’m totally interested in cosmological observations and galaxy dynamics. I have a T-shirt and everything.”
I crack a smile, glancing down at his hoodie. “You should’ve worn it then.”
“Forgot. I was too excited.”
I roll my eyes good-naturedly. “Sure you were.”
I’m startled—and honestly didn’t even realize she was still standing there—when Annabel says, “Shouldn’t you be watching Wolf of Wall Street with your econ bros instead? Might be more on your level.”
My eyes widen at her unprovoked rudeness, then my brain processes the fact that she seems to know his major, but I’m still reeling a bit when Killian shoots back, “Shouldn’t you be shopping with your daddy’s credit card?”
Annabel rolls her eyes. “You shouldn’t be here.”
