Thinking of the twins has me glancing to my phone on my desk, well out of reach. Luckily I can’t move, so I can’t stalk them or wonder why they have been so quiet. I’m trying to stay away from them so I don't torture them anymore. I’ve been unable to help myself when I’m around them lately. I turn into Hormone Central when they’re near me. I’m so desperate for them to touch me that staying away from them seems like the only option. We all need to cool off a bit.
My body aches for them and the absence is causing that ache to intensify by the second. There’s no winning at this point. I just have to keep reminding myself that it’s only a matter of time. They’re hurting just as much as I am. The minutes are longer than ever at this point, which is why I’ve stayed away, but it won’t be for much longer. Tonight is my birthday and then, all bets are off.
“So I know we are avoiding your men, but if I know things, do I tell you?” My head jerks away from the clock, which I swear hasn't moved, to look at Erika. Her tone puts me on edge.
“Oh god. Did they find out? Are they in jail?” I sit up. Panic starts to take hold of my body.
“No, they aren't in jail.” She looks away from me and makes it sound as though they are somewhere worse than jail.
“Erika!” I yell. “Tell me.”
She releases her lip from between her teeth. “They were seen going into Hope’s room over at the Alpha Gamma sorority house.” She can’t get the words out quick enough.
“Really?” I stare at her. She nods.
“Yeah, I mean—”
I jump up, cutting her off. “This is our chance! Get your shoes,” I tell her, running over to slide mine on. I have to hurry or we will miss this golden opportunity. I almost fall over as I try to get the sneakers on without taking the time to untie them.
“Are we going over there to confront them?” She hops up from the bed and puts her hands on her hips. She no longer looks half-sick like she did a moment ago. She looks pissed and ready for battle. It’s the same expression she wore when she took down Surfer Boy hours ago. The look that indicates she’s at the last of her patience and if you step in her path she’s going to destroy you. I like this look on Erika. It’s nice to know she has this feisty side.
“No, I don’t want to see that bitch. She’s on my shit list.” I look through my clothes and find a black shirt to pull over my baby tee. It’s still light outside, but I feel like we need to be in black for our mission.
“List?” Erika’s eyebrows scrunch together in confusion. “You have a list?” she asks. “Who is on this list.”
“You need a black shirt,” I tell her. I point towards her clothes. “We’ll talk about the list later. We only have so much time,” I quickly add.
She looks at me as though I’ve grown a second head.
“We can get my clothes back!” I shout. “They’re not home! This is our chance!” They’d promised they would give them back to me, but they haven’t returned one single piece yet. They probably believe I’ve forgotten, but I haven’t. I need those clothes to seduce them if things don’t go as I plan tonight.
Erika’s mouth parts, but no sound comes out for a moment.
“But your boyfriends are over in Hope’s room,” she repeats.
I wave my hand at her dismissively. It’s starting to look like Bitchface did me a favor. She has created an opportunity for me to get my shit back. This doesn’t get her off the list though. I have a feeling that she’ll be on there forever. She’s earned the number one spot and I can’t see anyone taking her place in the near future.
“Like I said, she’s on the list. I don’t give a flip what they say to her.” I don’t. The Audley twins’ wrath is one you never want coming your way. If they went looking for her, that means they know what she said to me. That’s the only reason my men would be in a sorority house. If I were pledging a house they might enter one, but I doubt that would ever happen. They would probably come and get me as soon as I tried to join or do something crazy like make a big donation so that the sorority wouldn’t let me join.
They’re already don’t want me in the dorm where they have fairly easy access. In a house where there are all those girls and all those rules? I can just imagine the twins camped outside on the front lawn. They would be harassing every person that tried to come in. I have to fight a smile thinking about it. They’re so over the top, but they’re mine.
“We have to leave!” I tell Erika. We are wasting too much time standing around. I reach to get my things together. I make sure to leave my purse and phone in the room just in case the twins check my location. Erika follows behind me. She’s still looking at me like I’m half crazed.
“We need a name for our mission,” I tell Erika as I pick up the pace.
“Yeah, Operation You’re Crazy Pants,” she mutters, jogging to catch up.
“Oh, we’re getting more then my pants back.” I smirk, making her laugh.
I pick up my speed even more. I’m half running now, heading towards their place. I’ve never been there, but I know what it looks like from pictures they have sent me. I may have also mapped it a few hundred times.
“You’re awfully fast for someone who claimed they’d never move again.” I’m getting winded, but Erika doesn’t seem the least bit winded as she says the words. When we arrive at a condo building, I’m out of breath.
“I heard they live here,” she says, looking up at the concrete and glass building. “This is where the rich kids live,” she adds.
I know Zeke does well for himself and while Levi doesn’t get paid for playing football, everything here is free. Zeke also has a free ride, so I’m not surprised that they can afford to live in these fancy digs. The real question is why Zeke is even here. College is something he doesn’t need. He’s brilliant and I know he was making money on his own before he and Levi took off for school. If I had to guess, he enrolled because Levi was here and that I would eventually join Levi. Zeke likely came here for college so that the three of us could all be together. I make a mental note to ask Zeke if he really wants to attend college. I don’t want him doing something he doesn’t want to just so that we are all doing the same thing. I want to make sure everyone is doing what they want and not sacrificing their own dreams for the benefit of the team. We can be together and all do different things. I make a mental note to talk to Zeke about this stuff.
“It’s just a condo.” I slip my arm into Erika’s, pulling her with me. I don’t want her to feel out of place.