Played by Jen Frederick

Author:Jen Frederick [Frederick, Jen]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Pear Tree LLC
Published: 2017-10-06T04:00:00+00:00

I sit in the shower for a good thirty minutes until I deem it safe enough to exit. The coast appears clear when I peek out, so I scamper across the hallway and slam the bedroom door shut. What are my options today? I need to avoid being home as well as any of my regular stops like the Commons and the Row House. I can hide in the library. That place is massive and if I’m able to snag one of the study rooms to myself, I can plant my ass there all day and no one will be the wiser.

Unfortunately, my roommate has camped out in the living room. There's no way I can get out of the apartment without talking to Fleur.

“What happened last night?” she demands.

“Last night? What are you talking about?” I ask innocently, adjusting my messenger bag strap.

“When I rolled out of bed, Ty was sitting at our table, looking like he'd swallowed a black cloud.”

“He had an interview this morning. Probably stressed about that.”

Fleur looks unconvinced. “He's given so many of those, he could do them in his sleep.”

“Then it must be the draft.”

“You're such a bad liar.”

I remain mum.

She sighs and switches tactics. “Where are you going right now?”

“I don't want to tell you, because Ty will ask and this way you'll be able to claim ignorance without lying.”

“I'll get it out of you eventually. I'll just wait until the next time you're drunk.”

The next time I'm drunk? What did Ty say? That I talked in my sleep while I was drunk. Oh God. Is this a regular occurrence? Am I a chronic sleep drunk talker?

I place a hand on my hip and stare accusingly at my roommate. “How long have I been spilling secrets under the influence?”

“Since forever.”

“And you're just now telling me this?” I squawk.

Fleur shrugs dismissively. “Why does it matter? I know everything about you anyway.”

Not everything. Not the fact that I had almost-sex with Ty a few weeks ago and I haven't been right since.

“Yes, you do,” I say and then sprint out the door before she can ask any more questions that I'm not ready to answer.

I do not get a study room to myself.

“You need to get here before eight to get a study room,” the snotty student worker informs me.

“Yeah. Yeah.” I haul my tired ass up to the third floor and find the Anthropology section. There are two study carrels open. I throw myself down into a chair and drop my head into my arms. Nothing's gone right for me since I climbed into that bed with Ty. I'd known, from the very first time I met him, that falling in love with him would be my downfall.

For four years, I've managed to hide my secret feelings. But then Bowl night happened. My defenses were down. My inhibitions were non-existent. Every single safety precaution I'd taken in the last four years ended up being as worthless as the trash under my sink.

“Dumb. Dumb. Dumb,” I repeat, pounding my head against the desk.

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