Keon comes to a dead stop, and I have to turn around to face him. “What?”
“I’m so sorry. He had a nightmare, and I was trying to help him. We had a moment, and he kissed me. But I didn’t stop it, so don’t be mad at him.”
Keon raises a brow. “I’m not mad at anyone.”
“Well. Me and you?—”
“Kissed? Yeah. That didn’t tie you to me, Mama. You can kiss whoever you want.” He walks to me, throws his arm back around my shoulders, and turns me around to walk again. “Let me rephrase that. You can kiss anyone that was in your dorm last night.” He chuckles, and I peek up at his face. “I figured if anyone would make a move, it would be Tyler, not Gavin.”
“He didn’t necessarily make a move. I’m sure it was just the heat of the moment, and he didn’t even think about it today.”
Keon laughs, drawing several eyes to us. “I can guarantee that’s all he’s thought about, and Tyler already knows.”
“Oh God,” I groan. “Tyler’s going to be so upset that I kissed his boyfriend.”
“Come on. Tyler? He suggested all of us hooking up. I don’t think he’s going to be mad.”
“He was drunk.”
“Drunk or not, Tyler knew exactly what he was saying.” The party comes into view, and Keon pulls me tighter to his side when he sees all the people. “Remember, one word, and we’re gone.”
Keon walks into the house like he owns the place, so I follow his lead. He goes straight to the keg and gets us two cups. He hands one to me, and I see his eyes scanning the room. “Do you ever not work?”
“I’m not working. I’m observing.”
“Kira!” I look over at Jessica’s voice and smile. “You came!”
“Thanks for inviting me.”
“Who’s your friend?”
“This is Keon.”
“Can I steal her for a minute?” Jessica asks, and Keon stiffens beside me.
“Just for a minute,” I whisper.
“Stay where I can see you,” he whispers back.
Jessica hooks her arm through mine and pulls me further into the living room. “I wasn’t sure if you’d come. I’m glad you did, though.”
“Me too.”
“So, is he your boyfriend?” she asks, wiggling her brows. “He’s hot.”
“Um. Not really.”
“Are the other two you’re usually with?”
I’m not sure how to answer this question because it’s actually made for a good cover for them being with me on campus. “Sort of.”
“Well, aren’t you lucky,” a girl drawls to my side.
“Don’t start, Viv,” Jessica replies.
“I mean, how did you get three hot as fuck guys following you around?” Viv asks, and I feel my heart sink.
“Shut up,” Jessica hisses. “You don’t have to be so rude.”