Page 14 of Palm South University: Season 2

“OH MY GOD, GIVE ME THAT!”

Skyler flies through my bedroom door, kicking it closed behind her before snatching the large burrito I was just about to bite out of my hands. Her soft hair falls into her face a bit as she shoves nearly half of it in her mouth, her eyes rolling up. Moaning, she chews it slowly, like she’s savoring every morsel.

I blink.

“Thank you,” she says, handing me back what’s left of the burrito and wiping the corners of her mouth.

“You sure you don’t want to eat the tin foil, too?”

She swats at my arm before climbing into bed next to me. “Don’t be an ass. This Spring Break diet is going to be the death of me, I swear.”

I laugh. “Ah, it all makes sense now. Want the rest?” I offer her the burrito again but she pushes it back, shaking her head.

“I’m already going to have to do like fifty crunches and run a mile to get rid of that one bite. But seriously, who made kale a thing?” She grimaces. “I just want to eat cheese fries and lose ten pounds.”

“You’re beautiful,” I whisper, kissing her nose. She scrunches it, so I kiss it again.

“Thank you,” she murmurs, blushing a little. “Still, I’m going to be on the beach surrounded by a hundred tiny little things in thong bikinis. I need to be on my game.”

Frowning, I take a bite of my burrito and chase it down with the soda on my night stand. “Don’t remind me.”

“Why are you all grumpy?”

I sigh. “I won’t be with you that week. I’m kind of bummed about it.”

“What are you talking about? Of course we’ll be together.”

“Did you forget what fraternity I’m in?”

Skyler’s still frowning, but as recognition sets in, her brows pull inward and she chews her lip. The Kappa Kappa Betas always go on Spring Break with the Omega Chis, and being that I’m an Alpha Sigma, that pairing doesn’t exactly do us any favors.

“Well, whatever. You can still come.”

I chuckle around another bite. “Yeah, because that would go over well.”

“I’m serious.” Skyler sits up on her knees, making me look at her. She’s dressed in nothing but a small Kappa Kappa Beta tank top and tiny little shorts. No make-up, hair natural and wavy. Stunning as usual. “I’m not giving you the option. You’re my boyfriend and you’re coming on Spring Break with me. Where’s your laptop?”

“Why?”

She rolls her eyes at my question before hopping off the bed and retrieving my computer from the desk. Falling back into the covers, she flips it open without another word, clicking away at the keys.

“Done.”

“What’s done?”

“I just booked you for the all-day boat trip we’re doing on the second day of Spring Break. And…” her voice trails off as she finishes typing off a text. Not a second goes by before her phone pings in her hand. “Perfect! You’re set to go in the van we rented to take down there and you’ll stay in our hotel room. All set!”

I shake my head, finishing off my burrito and chugging down half my drink. “Are you serious right now? You know the Omega Chis are going to flip their shit.”

“They won’t. Because if they do, I’ll bitch at Bear, and he’ll bitch at everyone else until they shut up. Trust me. It’s all good.” Smiling devilishly, she crawls up the covers and locks her lips on mine, grinding her hips against my own. My boxers, the comforter, and her tiny ass shorts are the only things separating us. I groan, tugging on her bottom lip.

“You’re going to be the death of me, Skyler Thorne.”

“At least it’ll be a fun way to go,” she whispers, nipping at the skin on my neck. Fastening my hands on her small waist, I flip her over, pinning her in the sheets.

“Can’t argue that.”

As I kiss my way down her neck, Skyler runs her fingers through my hair and gives it a small tug. “How are the pledges doing? You guys had a killer rush.”