Total pages in book: 89
Estimated words: 87439 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 437(@200wpm)___ 350(@250wpm)___ 291(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 87439 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 437(@200wpm)___ 350(@250wpm)___ 291(@300wpm)
Marty makes like he’s about to throw up. “I hope you guys don’t become this bad.”
“No promises,” I say.
Marty cringes, and Ash and Colin are so involved in each other, I doubt they even heard him.
“Glad we got that sorted out,” Marty adds. “But I’m not thrilled that little asshole is still going to school with us.”
Marty’s not the only one who has ill feelings toward Miles Tanner since the incident, and I get it. It’s been a huge catastrophe caused by his recklessness. But I have to stand up for him. “It was an accident. And he turned himself in, fully cooperated with the police, and will be doing community service with this on his record. Does he really need to also get expelled?”
“We both know,” Marty says, “it’s likely because his daddy had the cash and Peach State didn’t want to lose his generous donations. Anyone else would’ve been kicked to the curb. At least Omega Psi expelled him.”
Not that they had any say in it. The IFC voted, so he was out regardless, unless Omega Psi wanted to face even more sanctions than they already were because of the incident.
“Hey, guys,” Angie says, approaching the booth.
“Oh, hey, Angie.” Marty’s frustration with Miles Tanner vanishes, a grin flashing across his face, his eyes lighting up. He’s been getting this way more around Angie recently, and I know my friend well enough to know he’s got a bit of a crush on her. It’s adorable, but Angie seems totally oblivious to it.
As they chat, I notice Ty and Ryan on their way over. Ty comes right around the table, wrapping his arms around me from behind and nibbling at my neck. “That worked out well, didn’t it?”
“Very,” I say. “Now we just have to make sure the guys don’t kill each other.”
“Yeah, Mart,” Ryan says. “You hear that? You’re gonna have to make sure not to kill me.”
Marty shifts his attention from Angie, with a very different look than the one he gave her. “Maybe if you bothered to pick up around your side of the room,” Marty says pointedly. “Or put on some earphones…or wore some goddamn underwear.”
“Oh, come on.” Ryan nudges him with his shoulder. “You gave me all that hell about not wanting to room with me, but now we’re roomies.”
“Because I fear for any of my friends having to be the ones to suffer with you.”
“I haven’t been that bad.”
“Yet.”
“The rulebreaker and the obsessive rule follower,” Ty whispers in my ear. “What could possibly go wrong?”
I spin around to him. “Guess they’ll have to work that out, since I’m gonna be too busy having my way with my man to deal with their bullshit.” I take his hand, sliding it onto my ass. “You know that’s where your hand belongs,” I remind him, and he beams with pride.
I push up close, feeling him getting hard for me already.
“Stud, we need to enjoy the party.”
“I have a playlist set up. And we can make a quick trip to the bedroom.”
“If I get you in your bedroom, we might not make it back.”
“That better be a promise,” I say, and he takes my mouth.
When he pulls away, he assures me, “It definitely is.”
He’s eyeing me, sporting that cocky smile.
The one that used to grate on my nerves.
The one that now gets me hard as hell.
It’s the smile I’ve become so familiar with, since he wears it every day, as if the thing that makes him cockiest is that he bagged me.
I cherish that smile now the way I cherish every moment with him. As we’ve both learned the hard way, there’s no telling what could happen tomorrow. All we can do is enjoy every moment we can with each other. Never take any of it for granted.
And that’s exactly what I intend to do, with my guy, Ty Lancaster.
THE END