Total pages in book: 123
Estimated words: 120176 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 601(@200wpm)___ 481(@250wpm)___ 401(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 120176 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 601(@200wpm)___ 481(@250wpm)___ 401(@300wpm)
“You did that?” My voice was raspy.
“I am all the way connected in Fallen Crest. It was the least I could do for a friend.”
I was speechless, my heart pounding hard in my chest.
Then he got quiet. “I looked up what your mom has.”
“Zeke.” I shot to my feet, but I took the phone with me. My chest was so tight.
“Her stuff seems like a lot.”
My throat was closing up. “Zeke, don’t do this. Okay?”
“Just calling to say… I don’t know, Daniels. You never let us know, and I’ve known you since kindergarten. You could’ve shared.”
He had no clue. No idea how she could be. To say she could be dramatic was a gross understatement. He had no idea about any of it, but he found out. Along with so many others because of last week, because one nurse gossiped and let it spread how my mom ended up in the hospital.
“And what then? You know our friends, how they can be. They’re vicious. I would’ve been tortured for having the ‘psycho mom.’”
“You could’ve told some of us, all I’m saying.”
I let out a sigh because dammit, that felt nice hearing and that I was hearing it from Zeke said a lot. “Zeke?”
“What’s up, Little Daniels?”
“You and I are not phone friends.”
“Maybe that needs to change.”
I cocked my head to the side. “You and I don’t share feelings.”
“I know, but I’m a new man. My dad took away the car and bank cards and I had to get my shit together. But I’m here. There’s been some hiccups, but all in all, being Zeke Allen at Cain University is quite fucking amazing.”
Some things never changed. Same old Zeke, boasting how great he is. I relaxed a little more. “That’s good to hear. Your frat is good?”
“They’re…getting better.”
“I’m sure.”
He laughed. “Okay, Little Daniels. I wanted to share the news about the nurse and to let you know that the Zeke Maestro is thinking of you. Give me a call the next time you’re drunk, and we can talk about philosophy.”
I barked out a laugh. “Looking forward to it.”
We hung up after that. I wasn’t going to reflect why that call felt nice, but it did. Half of me was normal because of my dad. Half of me was messed up because of my mom, but Zeke was all the way at Cain, California. He used to be such a douche, but I was tending to believe that he had changed. Or at least he had some humility in him now.
Maybe having a phone friend was okay?
Changing into some jeans and a tank top, I grabbed a textbook, some cash for the pizza, and rum and mixers on the way out. Then I headed down, using the stairs that led right to the kitchen.
Zoe had a whole spread in the kitchen. She looked up, smiling, some flour on her cheek. “Hi! Welcome to the downstairs lair.”
I put my cash on the counter. “For you, for all this.”
“Oh my gosh, you didn’t have to do that.”
I ignored that, giving her an easy smile and moving to grab a cup from the cupboard.
Skylar came in, her hair pulled up into a ponytail since she’d left my place. “You can put your soda in the fridge. There’s some room.”
“Baby.” Zoe said something to her, but I poured myself a drink before putting my soda where Skylar just told me. When I was done, I glanced back to them. Skylar was helping her out, putting the cheese on the pizza.
I asked, “You guys need more help?”
“Nope. I’ve got a whole system put together.” Zoe nodded toward the rest of the house. “Grab a seat at the table if you want to study because fair warning, each of the guys invited a couple friends over. It might turn out to be a party even though we didn’t all agree to a party tonight.”
I noticed her and Skylar were both eyeing me, a little cautious. It took a second before I realized they were waiting to see if I’d get mad about that.
“Oh!” I waved that off. “Going to be honest, I never care when the parties happen.”
Both looked relieved.
They weren’t kidding about the party effect. The living room and dining room was full of people.
“Daniels!”
Gavin was just coming in from the front door and walked toward me, his arms in the air. I braced myself, keeping my drink steady as he got to me, pulling me in for a tight hug. “How you doing? Long time no see.”
He let me go as I said, “We had class together. Today.”
“I know. Too long, too long.” His eyes were a little glazed and his cheeks were red.
“Started partying already, huh?”
He laughed and shrugged. “Never too early.” He eyed my drink. “Whatcha got in there?”
I moved back, bringing my drink to my chest. “Nope. It’s mine. Get your own.”