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"It's not even lunchtime," I say. "And?" He scans the lake before him. "You're getting drunk." "What an astute nose you have, rodent." The barb doesn't hit its mark. Instead, I volley one of my own. "It's funny, you never lowered yourself to Piper's insults when she was alive." His back goes rigid. I involuntarily gulp. I'm poking the beast. But it's too tempting to disturb him. "You're so clueless," he mutters, tipping the beer bottle to his lips. I drop my bag and sit cross-legged beside him, ensuring no part of me hangs over the edge. "Then why'd you finger me to the cops?" Laughter bubbles into his throat, and a genuine smile crosses his lips. "Did you just try to sound like a gumshoe detective just now?" I frown. "No, because that's what you did. You told them I killed her, Chase. Even your overly-entitled ass has to know how screwed up that is." He allows his head to fall to one shoulder until he's staring at me with his depthless brown eyes, rimmed in thick lashes that he bats adoringly at me. I dismiss the flutter at my core as fast as it comes. "Relax. Nothing's gonna happen to you." "Oh, so now you don't think I killed your girlfriend. How kind of you to be so wishy-washy. It's not like we're talking about a real death here." Chase winces at my words. He says into his bottle, "I'm aware of the reality of the situation. And it's my fault." He tosses the empty, and it lands in the water with a clunk. Squinting, I notice the few friends floating with it. "How is it your fault?" I ask. "I could've walked back to campus with her." He shrugs, then reaches into the six-pack beside him for another beer. "Didn't, because we got in a stupid fight over her drinking too much." "Don't go there. The rabbit hole of despair is a deep one. How could you have known she would turn around? Or get lost on a campus you all know by heart?" His gaze slides back to mine, but it lands uncertain and unfocused. "I should've taken her back to the dorms. I should've looked for her. Should've searched harder and made sure no one was left behind before I walked away." Chase's lips clamp shut, and he turns to the lake. I decide to sit with him a while, because he's not telling me to go. A quiet truce settles onto my shoulders as light bird chirps sound from the trees and water laps against the dock. The reflection of the sun breaks into shards against the soft ripples of the lake, mesmerizing, meditative, and takes my mind off the horror of broken things. I take advantage of this placid moment to study Chase's features, beautiful in sadness. His arched brows are lowered enough for his lashes to touch, and he's pensive, staring at the water as if the floating leaves can tell him why Piper fell into its depths. ✨📚 click the image to start reading RIVAL in kindle unlimited 🖤 Enemies to lovers with real teeth 🐦⬛ A secret society with a nineteenth century founding mystery 🕯️ A dead roommate whose secrets drive the whole plot 🥀 Slow burn that earns every degree of heat 🔥 Spicy on-page heat in the second half ✨📚 click the image to keep reading RIVAL in kindle unlimited
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Bully Romance with a Body Count 🖤 FREE in Kindle Unlimited
Dark academia romance, enemies to lovers, secret society thriller, bully romance, and campus mystery collide in this compulsive adult novel set at the fog-drenched cliffs of Briarcliff University. Callie Ryan arrives as an outsider, grief-raw and sharp-tongued, dropped into a hierarchy she didn't as...
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