Chapters (51)
- Dedication
- Chapter 1
- Chapter 2
- Chapter 3
- Chapter 4
- Chapter 5
- Chapter 6
- Chapter 7
- Chapter 8
- Chapter 9
- Chapter 10
- Chapter 11
- Chapter 12
- Chapter 13
- Chapter 14
- Chapter 15
- Chapter 16
- Let The Games Begin
- Chapter 17
- Chapter 18
- Chapter 19
- Chapter 20
- Chapter 21
- Chapter 22
- Chapter 23
- Chapter 24
- Chapter 25
- Chapter 26
- Chapter 27
- Chapter 28
- Chapter 29
- Chapter 30
- Chapter 31
- Chapter 32
- Chapter 33
- Chapter 34
- Chapter 35
- Chapter 36
- Chapter 37
- Chapter 38
- Chapter 39
- Chapter 40
- Chapter 41
- Chapter 42
- Chapter 43
- Chapter 44
- Chapter 45
- Chapter 46
- Chapter 47
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“Somehow you always get an out whenever I want to tease you.” She shoved a forkful of pancake into her mouth, mumbling about how good it was.
“Sorry, my dead mom gives me an out.”
Kelly shook her head. “Yeah, but you and Garrett haven’t done anything yet?”
I looked down at my plate. “We aren’t exclusive, and I don’t know that I want to have sex with him so soon. We literally just met.”
“Fine, fine. You win.” She waved me off with a hand and went about finishing her breakfast.
After breakfast we decided to head to campus a bit early to take in the sights. I never got over how big the campus was; it was its own town with a shopping center to boot. Buildings scattered everywhere, a mix of modern buildings surrounding classic architecture adorned the original campus built in the late 1800s. Just north of the campus buildings was downtown Willow Bay where anyone over twenty-one went to party if they weren’t on Greek Row.
And then there was Greek Row. That could be a town all in itself if it wanted to be. Each fraternity or sorority house was situated on acres–yes acres–of land, allowing each house to do whatever they saw fit with the property. They were all located to the south of campus, boasting forty houses, and were evenly split between the guys and the girls.
I read that they shared somewhere around six hundred acres of land between all of the houses. There was a lot of money in Willow Bay.
A lot of legacies too.
The original architecture spoke to the times–and money–of the past. Founding families, new money families, and secret millionaires were among the students and faculty.
Money was no object here.
Kelly and I meandered into the science sect of campus as we browsed our schedules. Since we both needed the initial two years of base credits, we were able to take a few classes together. She was hoping to declare her major this year, and I already declared Exercise Science.
I wasn’t sure if I wanted to declare a minor or not.
Dance called to me, but I wanted to explore all my interests. My mother always encouraged me to do so, and I wanted to honor her memory by continuing to pursue my passions even if I was going to take over her company, the Montgomery Group.
She never told me many details before she died, and I assumed it was to keep me normal and down to earth. I only found out via the will that I was to take over a luxury real estate firm after I was cut a check for my initial inheritance money.
I refocused on my schedule, pointing out a smaller building to the left of the main science building. “Looks like that’s the building for our bio class.”