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)
“Cain. Blaise. I heard him call you Mara. Miller talks about a certain Mara so I’m going out on a limb and guessing that you’re Mara Daniels?”
Right.
I straightened.
I’d forgotten the guy and that I was in his room. Him and his man-bun.
“Hi. Yes.” Wait. I blinked. “What does he say about me?”
The guy smirked, going to his desk and grabbing his wallet. “Just that you’re super hot, which I agree with him now, and he wants to bag you. He’s almost desperate about it.”
“I’ve told him I’m not going to fuck him.”
He grinned faintly, grabbing a hoodie and keys, then going to his door. “That’s the thing with guys. Unless he sees you with another guy, he’s not going to believe a word you say.” He reached for his doorknob but glanced back and gave me another once-over. “Do us all a favor and get a boyfriend. No wonder the guys are jumping over themselves for you. Stay in here a little longer and I’ve half a mind to tell the guys someone else has to go for a beer run.”
Fuck’s sake.
I gave him a hard look, heading for him right as he opened the door. He held it for me, watching me pass in front and he murmured, right behind me, “Pleasure to meet you, Daniels. You can use my room anytime you need.”
I gave him a tight smile. “Thanks.” And decided not to get a refill. I got back to the basement during the third period and right as Cruz shot the puck.
The goalie reached for it, but the light went red.
Everyone went crazy. “GOAL!!!!!”
I gave Miles a ride home. As soon as I pulled up to our house, he jerked up. “What? Another party tonight?”
He looked my way, but I was getting out of the car. “Wade and some girls from class were going to study. I’m not sure if Darren was joining them. I’m guessing the studying turned into drinking.”
He let out a curse, getting out too. “Of all nights for me to lose my phone.”
“You lost your phone?”
“Yeah. If you see an extra phone around the place, it’s probably mine.”
He started for the back door, and I went with him until I veered for the door that was my own entrance.
“You’re not coming in with me?”
I shook my head. “I’m partied out.”
My stomach was still churning a little, but not bad enough where I needed to numb it. I was craving some alone time, and a change of clothes.
“Hey, uh.”
I unlocked my door, and opened it, but paused, holding it open.
Miles winced, before closing his eyes. “Fuck it. I’m sorry, but… I’m wading in. You and Gavin…”
“There’s no me and Miller.”
He was already nodding before I finished. “I’m aware of that. All of the guys in his frat are aware of it, and they were ribbing him before you showed up tonight.”
I deflated. Just a little. “They didn’t bet him to get in my pants, did they?”
“No. Nothing like that, but you know who Flynn Carrington is?”
I shook my head.
“Senior. One of the head honchos in the frat.” He motioned to the back of his head. “Dark man-bun.”
“Oh. Yeah. I met him tonight.”
“Sorry. I, just, you got your stuff about getting personal, but this is kinda serious.”
“It’s fine, Miles. I’m sorry for snapping at you that one time. Just can’t handle questions about my past, that’s all.”
He blew out a breath, looking relieved and his head bobbed a little. “I saw Carrington watching you when we were leaving. He didn’t like that I was going with you, and it’s just a thing. Guys can tell. He–Flynn–he’s got a lot of power in the frat. His dad’s, like, a senator or something, but the guy’s a dick.”
“Miles, just say it.”
“I’m just saying that I could see a situation where Miller will be talking about you when you’re not there, and Carrington’s going to hear. And he could be the guy that says something, making it into a whole different thing. Like betting him to get in your pants or something.” He stopped talking for a second before his eyes flashed something grim. “I didn’t like how he looked at you. You know. I mean, some girls are clueless, but you’re not. You know. He looked like a predator.”
I felt the word in my throat, and it was hard to swallow around it.
Fuck, though. Fuck.
“I’m thinking it’s time we both have a break from the Alpha Mu house.” I amended, “Another break, in my case.”
His grin was sad. “Yeah. And, man. Glad that’s done.” He gestured to the house. “I’m either going to pass out or get a second wind.”
“See you tomorrow.”
He gave a wave, going through his door. I went through mine, and stood just inside, digesting what he told me because fuck. Fuck! Fuck! Was it me? Did I ooze something that attracted drama?