The Valedictorian and the Big Man on Campus: An Enemies to Lovers Steamy RomCom (Curvy Girls' Class Reunion Book 1) by Kate Tilney & Lana Dash

Author:Kate Tilney & Lana Dash [Tilney, Kate & Dash, Lana]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2023-10-17T18:30:00+00:00

A couple of hours—and countless rounds of Quarters—later, Samantha and I are both feeling loose. So loose, we’ve sprawled out on one of the library tables with a nearly empty bottle of vodka between us.

At some point, we gave up playing Quarters and turned to another drinking game popular with high school and college students looking to get blitzed.

“Okay, okay.” Samantha taps the tabletop while pursing her lips thoughtfully. “I’ve got it. Never have I ever… gone skinny dipping in the Pacific West swimming pool.”

“That was one time.” Groaning, I push myself up to a seated position and raise the bottle of vodka to my lips. “How did you even find out about it?”

“Everyone knew.”

My eyes widen. “Even the teachers and Dr. K?”

“Especially the teachers and Dr. K.” She narrows her eyes at me playfully. “I heard your dad made a call to sweep it under the rug. As usual.”

“That was a cheap one.”

“And yet still perfectly accurate.” She nods at the bottle. “Go on. Rules are rules. Drink up, Rich Boy.”

I do it with a shake of my head. Rules are rules, as she pointed out. It’s funny how a few hours ago her calling me Rich Boy would’ve set me off. Then again, hours ago, she would have said it with more venom in her tone.

Wiping my lips with the back of my hand, I set the bottle back down between us. “You know, I never asked my dad to call in favors like that.”

Samantha’s eyebrows shoot up. “Oh?”

“I wish he hadn’t. I know that probably seems easy for me to say now that it’s done. But I didn’t want my dad making my path any easier than it already was.”

She pushes herself upright so we’re both facing each other, legs criss-cross applesauce. “I know this is going to sound bitchy—”

“Something I’ve never heard from you before.”

She snorts. “If you didn’t or don’t want your dad’s help, then why do you accept it?”

“What? Am I supposed to tell him to fuck off?”

“You can choose whatever words you like.” She studies me in that piercing way of hers that could make a lesser person shrivel up under its heat.

It’s a good thing I’m not a lesser person. I’m Zack fucking Strovers. And that… Well, at one time, that meant something in these hallowed halls.

“But I suppose I shouldn’t have taken a job from my dad. Right?”

“It’s your life.” Samantha lifts a shoulder. “But it seems to me that if you didn’t want to have your dad breathing down your neck all the time, you might step away from him.”

“You mean, I should get out of his shadow.”

“You’re not in his shadow. You’re just… not standing completely on your own.”

“Samantha Wingfield. Here to drop another truth bomb.” I rest a hand on her knee to soften my delivery. “I know what you mean, though. Poor little Rich Boy.”

“I know no one has it perfect.” Samantha pulls herself up so we’re facing each other. “But from where I was sitting—a mom

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