If I found out Parker was a movie star, I wouldn’t be surprised.

Austin held out a hand to me and I took it. “She’s a willing captive. Hell, she’s damn near a family member. Taylor, this is Parker. He’s one of my models.”

I held out a hand and Parker’s gleaming white teeth caught the sunlight like he was filming a toothpaste commercial.

Then the passenger door of the truck opened. First, a cloud of smoke, then one old beat-up boot. I looked to Austin just in time to see his face fall.

Endgame.

Endgame tossed the butt of the cigarette onto the ground. “You don’t even text me when you send out an all-call?”

The whole atmosphere changed. The tension stilled the laughter.

Austin pressed my hand, but I wasn’t sure if it was intentional or not. Endgame had sunglasses on, but I felt like his gaze was burning through me.

“Well, let’s go!” Tinsley bounced forward and linked her arm in Endgame’s. “Room 408.”

As we walked up the stairs, the whole group of us sounded like a slow SWAT team. I felt the need to fill these people in.

“My roommate is probably naked. She’s always naked.”

“Oh, baby. We know how to handle that. Fire with fire.” Austin put one hand in the air and swirled his index finger.

As I was walking behind them, the party of people in front of me started shedding their clothes. I felt my jaw drop as Tinsley and Parker draped their pants on the stairway’s handrails.

Fred snorted and pulled her shirt off.

“Oh, we going all the way?” Austin was stripping like this was always the way he and his friends walked upstairs. “Kitten, you keep your clothes on. That’ll be the power move.”

Endgame was not getting unclothed, but every single one of Austin’s friends and Austin were butt ass naked by the time we got to the fourth floor.

And yeah, I looked. I had to look. It was right there.

Then I glanced away. How were these people so comfortable with nudity? They weren’t even drunk. Well, maybe Endgame was, but he was clothed and surly.

Austin opened the hall door for me and I became the grand marshal of the most unusual parade of my life.

I knocked once and then turned the knob. True to form, Roberta was naked. Her dumb boyfriend was also naked and lying on my bed.

Roberta’s slow, evil smile was soon replaced by shock as Austin and his friends made their very naked way into the dorm room.

“What the fuck is going on here?” Roberta used her comforter to cover her body.

Austin put a hand on my shoulder. “Just point to your stuff. We got you.”