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“Seriously,” Teal grumbles.

“You too?”

Teal just shrugs, going back to skimming through her phone. “Just curious.”

“Well, I’m jealous.” Mila kicks her feet against the counter as her eyes flit up, and her imagination trails off. “If I don’t get some good dick soon, I’m going to lose my mind. My grades are way too good right now; it’s disappointing how much time I have to study.”

“You say that like it’s a bad thing.” Patience sips her drink.

“It’s terrible. Vi gets it, don’t you?” Mila hops down. “There’s nothing like a little naked stress relief to balance you out.”

Just the thought of what Kole does to me has my cheeks warming, and Mila’s grin says she doesn’t miss it.

“Marco not doing it for you anymore?” Patience pours another drink, pretending to care, when her tone is laced with irritation.

“He sank that ship.” Mila scowls. “I’m not sloppy seconds. If he wanted to screw me, he should have left Ophelia alone.”

“If hewanted to?” My eyebrows pinch. “I thought you two were already a thing.”

Mila hangs out with Marco every time we’re at Sigma House. I assumed they’d already done the deed.

She shrugs. “I was taking it slow.”

“That’s new for you.” Patience snorts.

Mila glares at her. “I can take it slow.”

Even Teal looks up at that comment, all three of us pin Mila with our stares. While Mila doesn’t date around, she doesn’t take things slowly either. When she has her sights on a guy, she’s all in.

“Fine.” Mila grunts. “But I don’t know, I thought this was different. I was trying to do it right with Marco. I guess this is what I get for thinking that if a guy cared about me, he’d wait.”

“This isn’t your fault, Mila.” Patience slides her a shot. “Marco’s an idiot. And he’s a member of Sigma Sin, which says it all.”

Mila glances at me for backup, but I just shrug.

I’ve been around that house and seen what those guys do. Kole might be obsessively loyal to me, but that’s not how the rest of them operate. At least, not as far as I can tell.

“Sorry.” I frown.

“It’s fine.” Mila picks up her shot glass and holds it in the air to cheers the rest of us. “Here’s to not giving a shit, just like they do. Friendship is more important anyway.”

“Now that, I’ll cheers to.” Patience lifts her shot glass, and Teal and I follow.

We all clink glasses, downing them except for Teal, who only takes a sip. She doesn’t drink often, if at all, and tonight is no different.

The shot burns my throat and settles in my stomach. It’s only my second one, but my head is fuzzy.

Teal scowls at her screen the second she sets her shot glass down, and Patience and Mila start harassing her about how she’s always on her phone.

And I can’t help but smile. Because as ridiculous as they are sometimes, it’s a nice break listening to them talk about nothing with all that’s been weighing me down lately.

I’ve been spending all my free time with Kole, and even if that’s how I prefer it, I needed a girls’ night right now.

So long as he does what he says and sneaks in later so I still get to see him.

Almost as if Kole senses me thinking about him, a buzz from my pocket pulls my attention. I fight the smile desperate to get out over the fact that I know he wanted to see me tonight, and it’s already torturing him that he’s having to wait.

Pulling my phone out, I turn my back on the group and open the text, expecting to see Kole’s name on the screen. But my heart stops when I read the words that light up my phone.

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