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“Nova, tell me what happened.” So, I filled him in on the prospect, delivery, and how his stupid friend thought he’d win me back with a reminder of why I was no longer with him to begin with.
“Fucking stupid motherfucker.” Kip exhaled so slowly after that outburst that I was about to hang up. “Please, don’t let his shit keep you from Knox.”
“I could still visit Knoxville, but I don’t think it would work out with me working for you.”
“I’ll have a talk with Break and make sure you never have to go near the clubhouse, if that’s what you need.”
“Yeah? What if the club goes on lockdown?”
“Then I guess everyone will have to pitch in to help keep an eye on him while I work. You won’t have to be there if you don’t think you can handle it. I can also talk to my dad and see if we can set aside one of the rooms upstairs for you and Knox if that would work for you. There are all kinds of workarounds to keep you away from Breakneck. Please, just think of my offer and his bullshit as two separate things and don’t make Knox suffer because Break’s an idiot.”
“I need to go to class before I’m late.”
“Think about it, Nova.”
“Yeah,” I huffed out before hanging up the phone. “Stupid men!” I growled while on my way to class.
Once again, I was left with the overwhelming feeling that school was no longer the place I fit. Campus felt like a foreign world to me since I returned. My classes weren’t holding my interest, and the people who surrounded me day in and day out got on my nerves.
“That itchy feeling like you need to get the hell out of here,” a man said to me as I was leaving class, “it’s short timer’s disease.”
“What?” I asked as I took a step back from him. Luckily, he didn’t take offense.
“You’re in your final semester, right?” He pointed back to the class that was only able to be taken after all the other prerequisites had been exhausted, which meant it was usually one of the last classes before graduating.
“Yeah, I should graduate this semester, as long as I can get the rest of my internship hours fulfilled.”
He groaned. “My internship was working with a bunch of third graders who thought bugger jokes were only funny if they produced the buggers and put them on everything.”
I scrunched up my nose and then laughed. “I thought they grew out of that by third grade?”
“Nope. Not at all. If my brothers are anything to go by, they never grow out of it.”
That made me laugh even harder. “How many brothers do you have?”
“Three. One is still in high school, the other is in California running up an incredible bill for my parents to pay for an education that I’m pretty sure includes how to chug beer and party while still maintaining ‘Cs’ to get his degree. The oldest is in the minor leagues, hoping like hell he can get called up to the bigs before he blows his shoulder out.”
“Wow. Maybe your mom should be teaching some of these classes. Raising four boys must have made her an expert.”
“You would think,” he agreed.
I hadn’t realized I’d been walking on autopilot toward the parking lot the whole time until I spotted something fluttering under my windshield wiper. “What now?” I asked the universe when it was obvious it wasn’t the typical business fliers I sometimes found there, considering no other cars had one.
“What’s going on?” My classmate asked. I should feel bad because I didn’t even know his name and I was pretty sure we’d had other classes together during my time at the university.
“There’s a note on my car,” I groaned.
“And that’s a bad thing, why?”
I stared dubiously at the flapping piece of paper, not sure I wanted to read it and at the same time desperate to know what it said. “My ex-boyfriend had a note and lunch delivered earlier and he’s a giant idiot, so I’m betting that one is from him, too.”
“Do you want me to take it and throw it away for you?”
“No, it’s best you don’t get involved.”
“I’m not going to leave a woman to deal with a man who doesn’t know how to take a hint.”
“He wouldn’t hurt me, not like that, anyway.”
