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him.”
    “Yeah. I get that.” I sighed. “I was thinking about Dr. Turner’s assignment. She said to make it personal. So...what if this were my lemon? You know, guys like Liam and your ex. There’ve got to be other girls out there with stories like ours. What if that were my blog?”
    Kristen leaned forward. “That is freaking genius. Do you think she’d let us do a joint one? Would you want to?”
    I grinned. “I’d love it. Let’s talk to her. Do you have time tomorrow morning? I have to work at noon, but Dr. Turner has office hours at eleven.”
    “I’m in. I’ll meet you there.” Her eyes sparkled. “Would it be too corny if I said this might be the beginning of a beautiful friendship?”
     

 

     
     
    Giff was sitting on the floor outside my room when I got there after my coffee date with Kristen. I stopped short, staring at him until he saw me.
    “Oh, hey, Jules.” He struggled to his feet and, glancing over my shoulder, raised his voice a little. “I was just waiting to talk with Ava about RA business. Mind if I come inside until she gets back?”
    “Umm, sure.” I unlocked the door, and Giff followed me inside.
    “Sorry about that.” He sprawled onto Ava’s desk chair. “I didn’t want anyone to think I was here to see you.”
    “Well, thanks. Love you, too.”
    Giff made a face at me. “You know what I mean. We don’t want it getting around that I’m hanging out with you. Liam would think it’s weird.”
    “Again with the flattering.”
    “Don’t you want to know why I’m here?” Giff peeled away his coat and draped it over the end of the bed. “Or would you rather play quippy girl?”
    “You mean you didn’t come to trade snappy comebacks with me? Damn.” I kicked off my shoes and curled up on my bed.
    “Tomorrow night. Party at Alpha Delt. Be there at nine.”
    I sat up so fast I got a head rush. “Oh, no, my friend. No frat parties.”
    “Why not? And please remember who’s in charge here.”
    “Why not is because I don’t do frat parties. I went to one my first week in college, and I sat in a corner while all the other girls got drunk and did things with boys they didn’t know. Things I wouldn’t do with my boyfriend, if I had one, in the privacy of a very dark room.” I shuddered. “Not gonna happen.”
    Giff sighed, and for a moment he reminded me eerily of Ava. “Jules, you were a freshman, and that was the first week of school. Everyone’s a little crazy when they first get here. And Alpha Delt is one of the calmer fraternities.”
    I flopped back onto my pillow. “Is Liam going to be there?”
    “He is.”
    “Then I really shouldn’t go. The idea is for me stay away from him, remember? I distinctly recall you saying that.”
    “You’re not going to see him. Don’t worry.”
    “Then why am I going? Theoretically, I mean.”
    He grinned at me, those blue eyes sparkling. “He’s going to see you. Specifically, he’s going to see you leaving the party about the same time he gets there. And you will be leaving with Jack Duncan.”
    I shook my head. “Again I say to you—I don’t think so. Au contraire, mon frere. I know Jack Duncan. I mean, I’ve heard of him. Do you know what his nickname is? I do. It begins with an ‘f’ and kinda-sorta rhymes with Duncan.”
    Giff’s lips twitched, but he managed to keep a straight face. “I have heard something about that. But Jack’s a good guy. He owes me a favor, and this is it.”
    The door opened, and Ava came in, shaking water from her head. “It’s raining. Last of the snow should be on the way out.”
    She caught sight of Giff. “Hey, it’s the puppet master. What’s up?”
    “Trying to convince our girl here to go to an Alpha Delt party tomorrow so Liam can see her leave with Jack Duncan.”
    Ava’s brows shot up. “Fuckin’ Duncan? No way. Wow.”
    “Yeah, but Jules isn’t impressed.”
    She swung on me. “Julia, this is perfect. Liam is going to die when he sees you with Jack.