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me until we figured out what the hell was up with Layla, he would stay that way. I didn't know the girl well enough to ask her about whatever was happening in her life, and I didn't know her best friend Aubrey much better, but Em did. Maybe there was a way I could get Emily to look into it for all of us. I was surprised that Jacob hadn't asked Emily for help, but maybe there was a reason for that. It could be that he didn't want his girlfriend thinking he cared for another woman too much. A really hot woman.
    I smiled at the thought of Layla and popped the top off my beer. Where she was a beautiful girl with shapely legs and dark blond hair that brushed by her shoulders, she wasn't Tasha. I wasn't sure why, but every girl had been compared to Tasha by me since seeing her tear up the basketball courts my freshman year. She was a sophomore and was already the starting point guard for the Lady Friars. The way she carried herself combined with how petite and shapely she was left me panting, my cock hard and heart racing. I hated the power she had over me, namely because she didn't even know to use it. That was my fault.
    Emily. Em could help me with Natasha too. I'd played it cool around my closest gal-pal, but the truth be told, she was more than willing and able to help me score a date with Tasha. I needed to cash in on the conversation and move things along.
    I texted her before I could lose my nerve and told her to bring Tasha with her to the party that night. She texted back immediately that she would, which caused my stomach to turn and nerves to fray.
    "Shit. I'm such a freaking pussy," I mumbled and walked into the living room as I bumped into Darren, a big ugly-ass sophomore that gave Jacob more hell than any of the other guys.
    "You said it, Bro." He snorted. "You always talk to yourself?"
    "I tried talking to your mom, but she can't talk around my cock when it's lodged in her throat. Sad stuff, right?" I lifted my free hand and shrugged. "Good talk."
    "Asshole. I'll fuck you up for talking-" Darren started as I walked languidly toward the backyard.
    "You'll shut up and sit down, bitch, or I'll put you out with nothing more than a roll of toilet paper to keep your big ass warm at night. Back up," Jacob barked, and everything went silent.
    I ignored all of it and walked out to the backyard as some of the other frat brothers worked to get things ready for another hellacious night.
    "Hey, buddy. Just the man I needed to see." Dillon walked toward me and wrapped an arm around my shoulders. "I've been thinking about your offer, and I'm down. You help me pass Economics and I'll start picking up shit around the house."
    "Great. Consider it a partnership." I took one more drink of my beer before sitting down at one of the picnic tables. "It starts tonight. You're in charge of getting all of the beer and weed out of the house by six tomorrow morning."
    "Deal." He nodded and slipped his hands into his pockets. "Some of the guys said that Jacob was going to start looking into all of our shit. I guess he thinks someone in the house is fucking with him?"
    "He knows someone is. We just visited with the campus police yesterday. Someone is setting us up."
    "And you really think it's someone in the house? How stupid would that be?"
    "Very stupid, but yeah. We do. Things keep happening and it couldn't be someone out of the house. It's an insider for sure." I set my beer down and readjusted the dressing on my hand. "You know anything about it?"
    "Hell no. You know I ain't got no loyalties here. I just got here." He snorted. "I would say it's that Darren fucker if I had to guess, but maybe not. He's loud and always getting up into everyone’s shit. Maybe I should lay a turd in his bed. That might teach him a lesson."
    "Snapchat that shit if you do. I'd like to have a picture of him waking up beside it." I snorted. "Looks like the party is starting early."
    Some of the cheerleaders and hockey players walked out the back door of the house,