More Than a Campus Fling
she said, her face twisting, upper lip curling as though the memory itself was sour.
Hailey, chopsticks poised with a piece of sushi, tilted her head, chewing slowly. “Who?” Her brow arched, eyes narrowing with curiosity.
“Some fool called Tyler, I believe.” Megan’s eyes rolled dramatically, her fork stabbing into her pizza with exaggerated disdain.
Hailey’s expression shifted instantly—eyebrows climbing, lips parting in disbelief. “Tyler? From Law 417?” The disgust etched across her face mirrored Megan’s.
“Yes,” Megan snapped, almost before Hailey finished, her tone clipped, her eyes flashing.
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