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Remy Larkin showing his signature smirk to the girls who glanced at him was not news anymore. He was the definition of a class A jerk. 

Who wouldn’t notice him, by the way? When he walked like he was on the runway. He got the looks, money, and power from his dear daddy. Well, some girls liked guys like him, owning a little bit of popularity.

He surprised me when he patted my shoulder—that never happened since last year we had the same classes together. Then he dropped.

I snorted. “Remy, you patted the wrong guy, dude.”

“No, man. Come to my party at the Frat house. Bring your new girl, Matthews.” He smirked, and it pissed me off. There was something nasty about this invitation that I could smell from a mile. 

What I found hard to believe was how he remembered my name. 

I narrowed my eyes at him. I could see the glint in his eyes. “New girl?” Unfortunately, I didn’t have any idea about the gir

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