“You know what, I’d like that.”
“Let’s go.” She hooks her arm through mine, and we head toward the campus food court. “I’ll get the green tea lattes if you buy the small pizza.”
“You’re on.” I giggle.
She doesn’t have as much money as I do, but I don’t offer to cover the whole tab because it would offend her. She works hardfor the little bit of money she earns. She works a couple days a week as an administrative assistant for the admissions staff.
As we walk, the hair on the back of my neck rises. I get the feeling I’m being watched. I try not to act paranoid and just glance around casually. In the distance, a couple of students are standing together, but that’s all. Everyone else is moving about on this Friday afternoon, getting ready for spring break next week. I’m staying here instead of going home. My mother wanted me to come, but I decided to stay and study. Plus, Amelia wants me to stay at her house for a couple of days before the babies arrive.
My poor cousin is going to be way outnumbered soon. She already is with her older son, Jude, and Striker, and now she’s pregnant with twin boys too.
We find a small table by the windows overlooking the forest behind campus. I love how nature is integrated everywhere. The campus isn’t in the middle of bustling Eastport. It’s actually a good twenty-minute drive to town, without traffic.
“Okay, so you told me you were going to your cousin’s restaurant last night, and you came home like this?” She waves at my body. “Who did you meet there?”
“I did see Lia, but while I was talking to her, this guy from her husband’s club caught a prick who was trying to spike my drink.”
“So, you decided to give him a quickie in thanks?” she says, and takes a bite of the sausage and mushroom pizza.
Lennox likes a lot of the things I like too. We even order our burgers the same way—cheese with just mustard, ketchup, and pickles. Nothing else.
“Not exactly.” I can’t stop the chuckle. “Callum was sweet. Things just happened, and the next thing I know, I’m back at his room at the clubhouse and well…” I leave the rest hanging, not wanting to give up too much information. The memories of last night and how amazing it was will stick with me for a long time.
She holds up her hand. “Wait. Wait. Wait. Did you just refer to him by his actual name and not his road name?”
“That’s how he introduced himself. What’s the big deal?”
“Big deal! Girl, don’t you read romance?”
“Well, yeah.”
“Didn’t you tell me you went to a big book signing called Motorcycles, Mobsters, and Mayhem last year?”
“I did. And?”
“OMG!” She smacks her forehead, then turns to her bag. She digs through it and pulls out a romance novel. Flipping through the pages, she stops and hands it to me.
I read the paragraph she points out, and it hits me.
Holy crap.
“But he regretted sleeping with me afterward.”
“Huh, why the hell would he do that?”
“I overheard him in the bathroom. He was talking to himself. He said, ‘What the fuck was I thinking?’” I tell her, sharing the most embarrassing part.
“That doesn’t make sense.” She rests her chin on her palm, elbow on the table, and stares over my shoulder. “Is he by chance about six feet tall? Maybe light-colored eyes, wears a cowboy hat, and looks like sex on a stick?” She smirks at me.
“Yeah, how did you know?” My gut churns with worry. Did she hook up with him too?
My chair spins around, and there’s a very angry Callum squatting down in my space. “Nymph, we need to talk.”
“Because he’s behind you.” Lennox chuckles. “I’ll just head back to my dorm. Call me later, girly. Don’t forget we have an appointment in a couple of hours.” She grabs her tea and half of the pizza.
Shit. My truck is still at the Roadhouse. I have a hair appointment at the salon, and Lia is supposed to meet us there.
“Take it all. I’m not hungry,” I call over my shoulder. My chair shifts again, and Callum sits next to me.
