Breaking The Ice Between Us
“Just saying — don’t pretend there’s no spark. The campus might sue for emotional damages.”
I can’t help laughing softly. “Goodnight, Cole.”
He grins, backing away. “Night, Harper. And hey — if you storm back there, text me first. I want popcorn.”
He turns, whistling as he walks away — like the world is simple for some people.
Lucky him.
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Inside Alpha Chi, everything smells like vanilla candles, coffee, safety. Someone’s laughing upstairs. Music hums low. My heels click against hardwood before I toe them off and climb the stairs.