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EXCERPT

He stands at his door, blinking at me as if he’s forgotten how to talk.

I lean in. “I think the word you’re looking for is hi.”

“Umm … hi.”

“Yay, good start.” I run my gaze over him again, and the shirt thing clicks. “Did my brother dress you?”

His eyes widen. “No! Umm, maybe.”

Seth appears behind him.

I bow to my brother. “Well played. Nothing is a better cockblocker than knowing my date is wearing my twin’s clothes.”

Seth laughs.

“I can’t wait for you to meet some girl. There is going to be payback. I don’t know how yet, but there will be.”

Zach looks down at his shirt. “Should I change?”

“Nope.” I grab his hand. “Hope you know how to sew, brother, because that shirt’s coming back buttonless.”

“Okay, okay, you win. He can keep the damn shirt. Now it’s his. Just don’t hurt it.”

I’ll defile it instead.

I interlace my fingers with Zach’s as I lead him across campus to Greek row.

“Where are we going?”

“Frat party.”

“W-what? Is that your idea of romance?”

“Nope. It’s my idea of college.” I stop walking and tug on his hand. “College experience you need to have number sixteen: frat party.” I smile wide.

“Seth took me to a few parties.”

“Frat parties? How long did you stay?”

He stares up at me defiantly. “I’ll have you know, I lasted two drinks at one of them.”

“Whoa. I take it all back. You’re a party animal, and I don’t know if I’ll be able to keep up. Have you sought counselling for your partying addiction?”

Zach shoves me with a laugh. “Shut up.”

I love playful Zach.

“Are you forgetting the whole”—he points to himself—“doesn’t do well in groups thing?”

I pull him along again. “Yes, we’re going to a party, and yes, there will be lots of people there, but you’re forgetting the most important part.”

“Awkward conversations and small talk with people I don’t know?”

“Funny, but no. I will be right beside you the whole time, and we’ll get to stand there and analyze everyone.”

It’s Zach’s turn to stop walking. “H-how do you know I do that?”

“I’ve seen you do it. You look at everyday interactions like they’re fascinating. You do it in class, and you were doing it that day in the dining hall.” I shrug. “It’s your thing.”

He still looks unsure.

“If you ever become uncomfortable, we can leave. I promise.”

“Okay.”

“And …” I wrap my arms around him and pull him against me. “You’re also forgetting a major frat party rite of passage.”

“Keg stands.”

“Nailed it.” I move closer. “Actually, I was thinking about the tradition of hooking up in an upstairs bedroom or bathroom.”

Zach’s cheeks flame red. “I-I’m not … I’m not having sex in someone else’s house.”

I fake shock. “Your mind is so dirty. I’m talking about making out.”

He looks like he doesn’t believe me.

“No sex in someone else’s house,” I say seriously.

“Thank you.”

We start walking again. We’re almost there now, and I can’t resist teasing him a little more.

“Question?”

“Mm?”

“Is a blowjob considered sex?”

He almost trips over his feet.

Luckily, I catch him.

Tonight is going to be so much fun.

Eden Finley is an Amazon bestselling author who writes steamy contemporary romances that are full of snark and light-hearted fluff.

She doesn’t take anything too seriously and lives to create an escape from real life for her readers. The ideas always begin with a wackadoodle premise, and she does her best to turn them into romances with heart.

With a short attention span that rivals her son’s, she writes multiple different pairings: MM, MMF, and MF.

She’s also an Australian girl and apologises for her Australianisms that sometimes don’t make sense to anyone else.