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Christ, what a mess indeed.

Chapter 41

Haven

Kai tastes like coffee and my blueberry muffin he stole a bite of.

We’re in the middle of the campus cafeteria, two days before Thanksgiving, and I’m kissing him like we’re alone in our Airbnb, not in a crowded room.

My phone buzzes in my pocket.

I ignore it.

Kai’s hand slides up my thigh under the table, his fingers slipping under the hem of my skirt. We found a booth in the corner, tucked away from the main thoroughfare, but we’re still visible to anyone who looks our way.

Not that anyone’s bothered enough. We’re just another hormone-crazed couple sucking face and dry humping each other between classes.

We could probably fuck on this table and half the cafeteria wouldn’t notice.

Okay, maybe not. But it’s a nice thought.

My phone buzzes again.

“Someone’s looking for you,” Kai murmurs against my lips.

“Don’t care.”

“Could be important.”

“Don’t. Care.”

“Could be Rooke.”

“Mmm…” I hum against his lips. “Probably sent a dick pic to our group chat.”

He grins into the kiss, his teeth catching my lower lip. His hand inches higher, fingertips brushing the edge of my underwear.

I’m already wet and tingling from the way he’s been kissing me. Ever since we drove back from the maple tree, we’ve barely been able to keep our mouths or hands or genitals to ourselves.

My ringtone goes off, making me flinch in surprise at the loud music. Someone walking past glances our way and rolls their eyes when I hurriedly tug my skirt back down my thighs. I should have known this outfit was just asking for trouble.

“Fuck!” I break away from Kai with a groan, digging the phone out of my AHC tote bag. The name on the screen makes me pause, my thumb hovering over the decline.

Milo.

“Who is it?” Kai asks, leaning back but keeping his hand on my thigh.

“An old friend.” I stare at the screen, watching it ring. There’s a note in Kai’s voice that almost sounds like jealousy.

The ringing stops as I’m about to answer the call. “Shit.”

“Oh, well. Their loss.” Kai ducks in and starts kissing me again.

I push him back with a giggle. “My coffee’s getting cold! And in case you forgot, the whole reason we came down here was so we could get something to eat.”

“Yeah, we should really eat something,” Kai says, grinning as he breaks off another chunk of my muffin and shoves it in his mouth.

“Asshole! Get your own!” I slap him, dragging my muffin out of harm’s way. Kai’s still staring at it like he’s about to try for another chunk, so I lick it until it’s gleaming.