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“Oh, God,” Katie shakes her head. “Nolan, she could get arrested. It’s not legal here. What were you thinking?”

“He didn’t. He won’t.” Hadley shakes her head. “He won’t even kiss me in front of people.”

Katie’s attention flicks from her to me, rage consuming her features. “What in the hell’s going on?”

“Hannah and Hadley went to a party with Ethan tonight and ate edibles. They called, and we went and got them.”

Katie looks behind me at the door. “Where’s Hannah?”

I point upstairs. “Already in bed. This one insisted on taking a walk.” I nod at Hadley.

“Dressed as a cat?” Katie asks. “Where were you? Aren’t you freezing?”

“Lioness,” Hadley corrects her.

Katie looks at me beseechingly. “Is she going to be okay? Are you sure it was edibles? What if it was date rape drugs? Should we be taking them to the hospital to get their stomachs pumped?”

“She said they ate pumpkin cookies,” I tell her.

“Willingly?” Katie asks.

Hadley crawls her fingers up Katie’s arm. “You’re really warm.”

“I have no idea,” I admit, regretfully.

Katie shakes her head and turns to look at Carsen. “Why don’t you go home? I’ll stay with her tonight. I have no idea what’s going to happen.”

“I can watch her,” I say.

Katie shakes her head. “She’s one of my best friends. I’ll watch her.”

I watch them ascend the stairs, hating every fucking step Hadley takes away from me.

Chapter26

Hadley

Iwake up and violence chooses me.

I don’t have a conscious thought as I pull on a clean pair of jeans and a sweatshirt, forgoing a shower. I head to our shared restroom, cringing at the makeup smeared across my face and the clip-in extensions that have mostly fallen out of place. I remove them, wipe my face clean, and am nearly out the front door when Katie catches up to me.

“Where are you going?” She follows me down the stairs and outside as I continue, not stopping for shoes, only my purse.

“I need to issue a public warning,” I say, continuing to my car.

Katie closes the front door, rushing to my passenger door, still wearing her pajamas, and also barefoot. “Is this about last night?”

I nod.

“Do you know what you’re doing?”

“Not really.”

“Do we need help? Should we grab shoes?” She pulls her hair up into a ponytail.

“Not with my current temper.” I punch the gas, driving the short distance to the campus. I park in front of the dorms and get out, Katie at my side.

A couple of people glance at us when we enter the lobby, but no one says anything. Half of them are still in pajamas.


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