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"Frat guys?" This is going to be a frat party?
"It's at SHU, Lilah. That's the biggest party school in Tennessee," he stresses. Oh shoot.
"Okay, got it. Don't look at the guys because they're way too hornish," I give him a thumbs up and he looks down at me for a second before bending really fast and kissing me, then returning to his teaching mode.
"Don't take drinks from anybody. Don't sit your drinks down anywhere. Keep it to yourself, never take your eyes off your drink," he says.
"Why?" I feel stupid.
"They'll fucking drug you quicker than you can blink," he grumbles and I wince.
"If you see food; do not fucking eat it."
"What if it just smells really, really good? And I get hungry?" I question.
"What did I just say?" he gives me a look like 'don't be stupid.'
"Don't eat it. I won't eat it, I promise."
"If you see someone sitting by themselves, do not go and talk to them," he knows me a little bit too well, "leave them the fuck alone."
"Don't even go to the bathroom. Just don't. Don't go upstairs into random rooms, I don't care who you're with. Unless you want to see shit, don't go upstairs in those houses."
"What crap? I ask.
"People full-on fucking. Threesomes. Foursomes. Orgies. God knows what the fuck you would see up there, just don't go up there, okay?"
"Okay," I nod and his lips curve up at the corners, his eyes softening.
"You're so beautiful," my heart melts.
"Thank you," I smile softly.
"If someone tells you that, they're trying to get in your pants," he deadpans and my mouth drops open.
"Are you trying to get in my pants?" I question.
"I'm allowed to do that. Anyone else isn't."
"Oaklee has told me I'm beautiful," I tell him.
"Who's Oaklee?"
"Sanfred," I roll my eyes.
"Sanfred likes to fuck with me and piss me off," he answers.
"These are a lot of rules," I grow worried. What if I accidentally forget the 'don't go to the bathroom' rule?
"Just stay with Abby, Azalea," he sits down next to me.
"And if she fucking leaves you alone- I swear to God, you better beat her ass Azalea."
"I-okay," I decide as an answer.
"Are you sure you want to go?" he mumbles. I nod with a smile and my phone dings with a text from Abby.
'A cute little dress is perfect'her message reads.
