Chapter 62

AARON

Holy shi t. I just walked into a frat house.

That’s my first impression of Pack Roberts’ main hall.

There are pool tables and flat screen tv’s. Bars with cases of alcohol stacked haphazardly. At least a dozen empty kegs are lined like silver building blocks along one wall.

Couches have cigarette burns and look old, the leather faded and cracking.

I stare into the far right corner. Thinking I must be wrong about what I see.

But. Nope. It’s right there…

A stripper pole.

Naturally.

And the whole room bears an unforgettable stench.

beer.

a

at Leah.

openly staring. Her pretty face is contorted with a measure of shock and then she snaps her

seen that expression one too

beside her. I address Liam: “I imagine

nods. “You have no

room. She

Leah, I can sense

scents here are layered. It’s not a one-night bender

to live with me. I

this way,” Liam says.

for Leah to precede

stay next to

me a

sed. I get

got to know that even though she is the new

pretty major

across the room to sweep aside the heavy curtains. Light streams in, making all the dust shine like sparkles in the

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