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“Mhmm… Talk to you later?”
“Sure.”
“Think about what I said.”
I roll my eyes. “I already said I will.”
So far, I’ve been good at avoiding Prescott. It helped that I wasn’t on campus often and that the only class I took was on the other side, where I could never stumble upon him by accident.
I didn’t even ask Nixon what was going on with him.
Not knowing was killing me, but I didn’t ask.
Going back to the apartment?
It felt too much like playing with fire, and I wasn’t sure if I was ready to take the burn.
CHAPTERFORTY-FOUR
PRESCOTT
“Dude, what the hell is this?” Spencer is panting as he leans his palms against the counter, glaring at me.
He’d been out of town the last few days for an away game, but I guess he came back home.
“A party!” I yell back. Lifting my hand in the air, I bring the bottle I’ve been holding to my mouth and take a long gulp.
“I can see that. Why is there a Wednesday night party with half the campus at our place? The old lady who lives on the first floor glared at me so hard I thought she’d kill me.”
“She needs to chill. It’s fun.”
“Apparently, she isn’t having fun because she threatened to call the cops if we don’t stop this.”
“She can damn well try.”
With another pull from the bottle, I move through the crowd to the living room. The alcohol dulled some of the pain Dr. Snow put me through earlier, but not nearly enough.
When will the fucking pain finally stop?
“Hey, handsome,” a redhead smiles at me as she moves closer. She’s wearing a skin-tight dress, her hair is messy, and her makeup is slightly smudged, but it doesn’t make her look any less hot. On the contrary, “Mind sharing that with me?” she tips her chin at the bottle in my hand. “The only thing I managed to find is a beer keg.”
“What’s wrong with beer?”
“Except that it tastes like piss?”
I guess there is that.
Silently, I offer her a bottle. Her fingers brush against mine as she takes it from me, those dark eyes holding mine as she brings it to her lips and downs a healthy swig.
“Much be—”
Her words are cut off when somebody pushes her from the back, making her stumble into me. Her body crashes into mine, and I grab her arms to steady her.
“Oops.” She lets out a chuckle and looks up at me. Her eyes turn dark as her teeth graze over her lower lip. “I think I spilled some on you. Sorry about that.”
“It’s fine,” I rasp, my fingers tightening around her.
We just continue staring at one another. My heart starts thumping faster, the furious beat echoing in my eardrums and making all the other noises disappear.
