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Total pages in book: 123
Estimated words: 120176 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 601(@200wpm)___ 481(@250wpm)___ 401(@300wpm)
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Me: At the hotel. The team can’t leave tonight.

Zeke: For real? Okay. Let’s do breakfast? Or lunch. Where’s Miller? Noticed no Alpha Mu brothers came over.

I sighed, right as there was a knock on the door. When I opened it, Cruz was on the other side, and his eyes went big, upon seeing me, or maybe seeing the jersey. Until he noticed my expression. “What’s wrong?” He moved in, shutting the door behind him, but before I answered, he pulled me into his arms and gave me a tight hug. I was fast melting. He’d just showered, and his eyes had that fun and mischievous spark, which combined with his little knowing look because he knew what I wanted to do.

He still held me against him, his hand moving to my ass. He murmured against my neck, “I like your sweater. Looks hot on you.”

I moaned, pressing back against him, right as the bathroom door opened behind me.

“Oh, God. Oh–sorry!” Skylar came out.

Cruz cursed, but reacted in an instant, pulling me out into the hallway. I got a glimpse of a white towel before he was saying through the cracked door, “Take your time. Sorry about that.”

Skylar was laughing from inside, and I heard another click and then Zoe’s voice before Cruz pulled the door shut behind us. He moved down the hall, leaning against the wall. He spread his legs and pulled me to stand between them. His hands went back to my hips, playing with the bottom of my jersey. “You had this made?”

The nerves came back. I gave him a rueful grin. “No. Tasmin gave it to me as a gift. Surprised me with it when we got here.”

“You serious?” His hands went to the front of my hips, and he lifted me back just a little so he could see the front better. “That’s good material too. This is amazing.” He turned me around and whistled under his breath when he read the back. He tugged on the bottom of it. “I like this, a lot. You’re sleeping in this tomorrow night. No. Sleep in it tonight, and tomorrow so it smells more like you.”

My phone buzzed again, and feeling it, he took it out of my hands, flipping around to see the screen. He snorted, handing it back. “That Allen guy. He’s an odd friend of yours, huh?”

“You saw his sweatshirt?”

“Everyone saw his sweatshirt. He was on the news. I got so many clips sent to me already. Fucking hilarious, though. He’s a true friend?”

I nodded, somewhat distracted as I read his most recent text.

Zeke: Whoa. I just called Miller and he told me to fuck off. Wth? You guys have a falling out?

I showed Cruz the text.

He leaned back, his hands returning to my hips, and he shrugged. “He doesn’t have to know.”

“You don’t know Zeke.” And as if on command, my phone began ringing. I declined his first call, and knew I had ten seconds before he’d be calling again. My voice message was a click, that was it. I didn’t have a message for people to wait through. “He is like a starving dog after a bone. He knows something is up and he won’t leave it until he knows. He’ll either get our version or he’ll go to Gavin and get his. Then he’ll come back and badger me until he finds out the truth.”

And again, on cue, my phone lit up.

Cruz took it, answering it. “She can’t talk about what’s happening with Miller. It involves his entire frat and some other shit. I’m included in it.” A pause. “Hi, Zeke. Yes. This is Cruz.” Another pause, longer. “Listen, stay out of this. I mean it. This can get serious–” He frowned, moving to stare at me as he listened to whatever Zeke was saying. “I can’t say anything, and do not badger Mara about this. Trust me on this.” He was listening again before rolling his eyes upwards. “Then think of it as she’s in the middle between me and one of Miller’s fraternity brothers.” He nodded, quiet again. “Exactly. Okay. It’s nice to hear you’re hashtag teamcruz on this one.” His top lip twitched, curving up. “I’ll tell her. Yeah, yeah. No. The team does our own meals and things until after the game. Then we’re set free tomorrow.”

He ended the call and handed the phone back over. “Your friend made sure to tell you that if push comes to shove, he’s got your back, my back, and anyone else who stands with us. And he said to remind you that it’s not just him, but the entire Cain crew. He said you’d know what that meant, something about a crew from back home.”

I slid the phone into my pocket and moved so I was the one leaning against the wall. “In the neighboring town, they had a ‘crew’ system. That’s all he means. Taz’s twin and his friends.”


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