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“I wouldn’t even know what to say.”
“Maybe start with, ‘sorry I marked you ten times with a stamp and embarrassed you in front of an entire frat house,’” I joke. He scoffs. “You’re both adults. No toxic parents around. This might be a good chance to clear the air, start fresh with her.”
“Or…” He points at me, eager for another option. “I can call Bethany and see what she and Tammy are up to tonight.”
It’s tempting, but I’m stronger than that. “Seth...”
“Last I heard, Tammy was single now.” He grins. “This is your year, buddy.”
“Go talk to your sister.”
He sighs, defeated. “Okay. Fine. You’re right. As always.”
I flash a cocky smile. “Stop being so surprised.”
He chugs a little more from his cup. “I will have a heart-to-heart with my sister… as soon as I find her.”
“Text her.”
“I don’t have her number,” he says.
“Ah.”
“I don’t even know where she’s living right now.”
Well, I sure as shit ain’t admitting that I do.
I pat him on the shoulder. “Come on. Let’s go look around.”
Seth hesitates for a few seconds before reluctantly nodding and stepping away from the balcony. We head downstairs, slinking slowly around people lingering on the steps.
“I’ll go this way,” I say, pointing right. “You go that way. We’ll meet in the kitchen.”
Seth nods. “All right.”
He goes left. As soon as he turns his back, I reach into my pocket for my phone and swipe to my messages. Good thing I thought to add Heidi to my contacts earlier. Or is that a bad thing?
I won’t dwell on that right now.
You still here? I text her.
CHAPTER 7
HEIDI
You still here?
I don’t reply to it. I’m so embarrassed I can barely see straight.
I knew Seth went to Chicago North University, but I didn’t think we’d cross paths often, if at all. If we did, I’d only have to dodge him for the first two years until he graduates. I didn’t expect him to be a member of Alpha Delta Xi, either.
I can forget about going out with Drew. He can’t be as great as I imagined if he’s friends with a guy like my brother.
Tonight officially sucks.
“Night officially redeemed!” Jenna says as she admires the back of her now spotless hand.
I glare at her from the closed toilet seat. Jenna dragged me into the bathroom after we arrived, and she’s been furiously scrubbing the stamp off her skin ever since.
