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fucking business.”
    God help me, that mouth. I want to bite those pretty red lips. Just before I tell her she can put them around my—
    “Corin, I’m fine. It’s fine,” Blondie says. I hadn’t even seen her approach.
    Corin. I like it. It’s unique. Suits her.
    “No, it sure the hell is not fine.” With that, she walks out the screen door letting it bang shut behind her.
    Blondie and I don’t bother with introductions, we just watch Red lose her shit on O’Brien through the screen door.
    “So you don’t want her but no one else can have her either? Is that it?”
    Damn. Girl does not mess around. And she’s obviously a lot more in the know than I am.
    Landen slurs something at her that I can’t make out from where we are. The music is too loud. But I hear Corin loud and clear. Because she’s yelling.
    “I’m Layla’s roommate. And I know exactly who the fuck you are. You’re that guy. The one who tossed her aside for some chick in Colorado and then showed up here to ruin her life.”
    O’Brien looks like she’s punched him. I’ve never seen dude look so beaten down. Blondie walks past me out the door. The three of them engage in some weird triangular exchange and I’m slightly worried for O’Brien’s safety, but he’ll live. Or I’ll get a new roommate that’s less fucked up. So it’s a win-win.
    I turn back to the party while taking a drink of my beer and tip my head back because it’s almost empty. Crazy roommates can drive a man to drink. They should’ve put this shit in the brochure.
    Kelsie is less than a foot away and as I swallow, she slides up beside me and wraps an arm around my waist.
    “Skylar,” she purrs, moving in closer and pressing her full breasts against my side. “Missed you.”
    I nod. This is more like it. If O’Brien won’t blow off steam, I’ll blow off enough for the both of us.
    I open my mouth to ask if she wants to find an open room so we can get “reacquainted” but Corin picks that moment to burst through the door and glare at me like I’ve committed a cardinal sin.
    Her gaze drops to Kelsie at my side and she contorts her face in some feral female look of disapproval.
    “Figures,” she mutters before moving on.
    “Whoa,” I call out, disentangling myself from Kelsie and telling her I’ll be right back. “Slow down, Red,” I call out, following Corin out the front door and catching it with one hand just before it slams in my face.
    She whirls around on the porch and folds her arms across her chest. “What?”
    “What did you mean by ‘figures’?” I make sure to overly mock her with a sassy head tilt and huffy female impression on the last word.
    She grins in spite of herself. “I know you. You’re that guy.”
    “ That guy? What guy? The guy that’s about to get laid? At a party? In college—as in two consenting adults enjoying each other while they’re young enough to do so?”
    Her eyes narrow and, holy fuck, I almost back up.
    “Ugh. Get away from me. Go back to your overly spray tanned consenting adult .”
    I frown. Catty little minx, this one. “No. I want to know why I’m some horrible guy because there is a willing participant who’d like to sleep with me. Clearly it’s not you. So why all the hostility, Red?”
    “It’s Corin,” she corrects.
    “No,” I say, stepping close enough to lift a strand of her hair and twist it lightly between my fingers. “That, sweetheart, is red.”
    She licks her lips and so help me, I want to get on my knees and beg her to tell me what it takes to get her to go home with me.
    There’s a flicker, a flash of lust that flares in her eyes and hope explodes inside my chest. Maybe I can somehow work this to where I get to see that clean white skirt on my bedroom floor. I want to hear that pretty mouth moan my name while Red apologizes for being so rude. Damn it to hell, I want to pull her red fucking hair.
    “Do you have protection?” she asks suddenly.
    Maybe she wants me, too. God bless