Me: I plan on doing a lot of coming this weekend.
“Dude, that’s not cool.” Luke kicked me under the table.
“Ouch, you bastard. Why in the hell did you kick me?”
Luke tilted his head and gave me a look. “The smile on your face screams, I’m sexting. Knock it off.”
I laughed. “We’re in the clear.”
The relief that washed over Luke’s face showed that he must have been worried, too, even though he hadn’t let on that he was.
Lex: I’ll see you in less than twenty-four hours. I love you. Gotta run.
Me: I love you, too, baby. Bye!
I pushed my phone into my pocket and stood up. “I’m heading back to pack for this weekend.”
Luke nodded his head as he began to pack up his books. He looked around quickly, and I knew he was looking for Libby.
Our parents—Jeff and Ari, Gunner and Ellie, Scott and Jessie, and my dad and mom—had all chipped in to buy a house in College Station since Lex, Grace, Colt, and Lauren would all be here next year. Luke and I had moved out of the dorm and into the house this past weekend, but Libby was still in her dorm. I knew she didn’t want to move in because of the whole Zack thing.
“I’ll see ya later,” I said to Luke.
“Yeah. I’ve just got one class left, and then I think I’m heading home for the weekend.”
I looked at him. “Home? As in Mason?”
“No, home as in Timbuktu. Yes, Mason.”
“Why?” I asked.
He shrugged his shoulders. “Just want to go home.”
“Spring break is in a week, so we’ll see everyone then.”
He stood up and looked at me. “Jesus, Will. I just want to go home. I didn’t realize I had to fucking clear it with you.”
He stormed off as I stood there and watched him retreat away. He glanced over to look at something, and I followed his gaze. Libby and Zack were sitting at a table, completely engrossed with each other. After one quick look back at Luke, I knew exactly why he was going home. It was either home or Abigail.
Grace skipped by me and dropped something into her suitcase as she smiled. “Bikini, check. Sunscreen, check. Romance book to read on the beach, check. Hell, I’m all set and ready to go.”
I laughed and shut my suitcase. “I can’t believe we’re heading to the beach!”
“I know. There had better be some hot guys at the beach, that’s all I can say. I’ve been waiting weeks for spring break!”
“I thought you were through with guys? Have you had a change of heart?”
She motioned with her hand like I was crazy. “Pesh, I’ve given up dating guys. I’m totally open for a fling over spring break.”
My mouth dropped open. “You wouldn’t, Grace Johnson.”
“Why wouldn’t I? Why is it okay for guys to have one-night stands, but girls can’t? I’m going to pull out my inner Maegan and slut it up.”
I put my hand over my mouth and giggled. “You do know Maegan is all talk, right?”
She rolled her eyes. “She’s not all talk.”
I let out a gasp. “What do you know? And why haven’t you told me?”