Murder in the Rue St. Ann by Greg Herren

Murder in the Rue St. Ann by Greg Herren

Author:Greg Herren [Herren, Greg]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Suspense
ISBN: 9781555838171
Publisher: Alyson Books
Published: 2004-10-01T04:00:00+00:00


Chapter Eleven

I didn’t call and tell him I was on my way. I told myself I just wanted to surprise him. I was afraid he’d leave if he knew I was coming—or worse yet, tell me not to come at all. I did have a bright orange parking ticket tucked neatly under one of my windshield wipers when I got back to the car. I put it in the glove compartment. It had gotten colder while Paige and I were having dinner, so I started the car and turned on the heater. I sat there for a while, rubbing my arms for warmth while the engine got hot.

Ryan Colby

I shivered.

We’d been inseparable after Big Brother Night. I remember the following morning, waking up with him in my arms. I hadn’t gotten drunk, but he had a hell of hangover. We’d started kissing, bad morning breath and all, all over again. I couldn’t believe I was so lucky. This was what I’d wanted with T.J., with some of the guys I’d meet when I snuck down to New Orleans on a weekend. The trick was to spend as much time together as possible without raising suspicion in the rest of the brothers. Being his big brother helped somewhat, as it is a kind of mentoring thing. Maybe we were closer than most pledges were with their big brothers, but no one seemed to notice. Not that the rest of the brothers were paying much attention. They were all busy studying, getting drunk, smoking pot, snorting coke and trying to get laid. It didn’t hurt that we were both scholarship athletes, either. After all, we were jocks, and jocks couldn’t be fags, right? Sometimes those stereotypes work in your favor. Besides, we were the only real jocks in the house. It was only natural we’d become friends. His explanation for spending so much time at the house was his roommate in the dorms was a complete asshole. Nobody really questioned him. Spending so much time at the house was a point in his favor as a pledge, and no one really fucked with him much. The brothers believed Beta Kappa was the center of the universe. Being the football star’s little brother helped—nobody wanted to piss me off. I was easily the biggest guy in the house, and there were all my so-called buddies on the football team.

He’d come by to study as soon as I was home from practice. If we could wait until after eleven, we were pretty safe from being intruded on. Most everyone was either studying or locked down in a room getting wasted by then. It was quiet hours, when no one was supposed to be loud or bother anyone. I’d bolt and lock the door—earlier than eleven, it would seem odd. He would come up behind me and put his arms around me and start kissing me on the neck, while I reached back with my hands and undid his pants. We always waited until we got down on the bed before finishing undressing each other.



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