"Yeah. Are we purposely going near the ex or steering clear?"
"Oh. We can stay away. It's more that I didn't want to show up alone. I do realize how lame all of this makes me seem."
"Not lame at all," I quickly assured him. "I may ask you to return the favor sometime." The thought of showing up at a party dateless didn't thrill me either, and I knew the likelihood of Chase making any events that semester was low.
"Do you really think any of your sisters would date your ex?"
"No." I bit back a smile. "I heard my friends did a number on his reputation."
"Exactly. With guys, it's different."
"Well, it's not like an ex is always off limits for girls, it's just what he did. I mean who would want to date someone like that?" I assumed Kyle knew exactly why I'd dumped him. Everyone else seemed to. That's the problem with a smaller college. Everything spreads like wildfire.
"You never know." He seemed to notice that was the wrong thing to say. "But your sisters wouldn't do that to you."
"Thanks." I needed to believe that. I already had my perfect plan for my college years shattered. I didn't need to worry about having issues at my house on top of that.
"All right, we don't have to stay long." He looked anything but excited as we neared the front steps of the frat house.
I moved to his side. The whole point of this was to make it obvious he had a date. Standing several feet away defeated the purpose.
Kyle greeted one of his brothers at the door, and we walked in. I glanced around the main living space of their house. The cowboy theme extended to the decorations. Hay bales were scattered throughout the room, and a Bluegrass band was set up in the corner. "Nice atmosphere."
Kyle laughed. "Yeah, this is the one theme party we usually take seriously. What can I get you to drink?"
"Ah, I think I'll do beer tonight." Generally, I preferred anything but beer, but I wanted something bitter.
"Okay, cool. I'll be right back." He took off toward the bar.
I searched around for someone I knew. Unlike house parties, date parties were limited to just the brothers and their dates. I saw a few girls I had classes with, but that was it.
"Oh Cara, how are you, sweetie?"
I turned and came face to face with Abby. I smiled to myself. This was Kyle's ex. Considering we'd only spoken twice, the sweetie term was a little over done. "Hi, Abby. I'm doing fantastic."
"Are you dating an Omega now? I guess it didn't take you long to get over Aaron?"
Wow, bitchy. Two could play that game. "Who are you here with? Didn't Kyle dump you?"
She crossed her arms, nearly spilling whatever was in her red plastic cup in the process. "No, I dumped him."
"Oh. And you're dating one of his brothers?"
"Yeah." She straightened her shoulders. "Pat was pretty much just waiting for me to dump Kyle. He's been interested in me a while."
"Lovely." There was a definite note of sarcasm in my voice.
I turned, unsurprised to find Kyle hesitating halfway between the bar and where we stood.
"Wonderful catching up, Abby, but my date's waiting for me."
I gave her an obviously fake smile before joining Kyle. I leaned into his side when I accepted the drink. I whispered in his ear, "Get frisky."
"Uh, seriously?"
"Just do it, Kyle."
He grabbed my ass, and I turned just in time to watch Abby's face twist into a mask of anger and shock. She deserved it.
I gripped his bicep. "I'd say my work here is done."
Kyle laughed. "That was cool of you."
"Yeah, well, it wasn't hard."
"Dare I ask how you're so good at this?"
"I'm a girl. I know how other girls work. A guy is exponentially more attractive when someone else has her paws all over him-and he has his paws all over another girl."
He sipped his beer. "We all want what we can't have, I guess."
"Exactly. I'm usually all about girl power, but what Abby did was bitchy-and she's proud of it. That makes it worse."
"Tell me about it."
"But you deserve better. You'll meet someone soon."
He took a slow sip of his beer. "I appreciate the vote of confidence."
I smiled. "Any time."
"So, who's this new guy you found?" He watched me expectantly.
"Let's walk outside." The house felt suddenly stuffy. Kyle led the way out the back door. We definitely weren't alone out back, but the fresh air helped.
"Tell me about the guy. You said he wasn't on campus. Is he older?"
I figured it couldn't hurt to spill the details. "He's a musician actually. He's twenty-five."
"Anyone I'd know?"
"Chase Denton?"
"As in the lead singer of Chance of a Lifetime?"
"You know of them?"
"Yeah, doesn't everyone? I'm known for playing them a lot on my show."
"Your show?" I sipped my beer. It was definitely bitter.
"I have a Thursday night show over at the campus radio station this year. I got pretty lucky on the time slot." He smiled.
"Oh, my sorority sister Jade has a show too. I think it's at like five a.m. though."
"I know Jade. She's cool. Yeah, that's what happens with freshman."
"So, you got up at the crack of dawn for a show too? You must be committed."
"It's just something fun. I wanted to do something that Dylan never did, and I love music." Then he gave me a funny smile. "I'm guessing you haven't listened to the station much?"
"No," I admitted. "Music isn't usually my thing, but I get why you put in the time for it." The only activity I'd ever gotten up that early for was pledging, and it definitely wasn't by choice. "I may be tagging along with Jade sometime though." After talking to Chase, it didn't sound like I had a choice anymore.
"You could stop by my show too. It wouldn't require getting up before the sun."
"I kind of owe Jade. She's the reason I found Chase again, so I'll start there. If I like it, maybe I'll visit you too."
He laughed. "How you found Chase again? I'm sure there's a good story there."
"There's a story all right." I smiled.
"Any chance I can hear it?"
I glanced around at the crowd. "Probably not here."
"Want to get coffee or something? I don't think either of us really want to be here any longer than necessary."
"Did you really show up just to save face?"
"Kind of. I'm actually … well." He glanced over his shoulder. "I can't talk about that here either. What do you say to that coffee?"
"Sure, that sounds good. Let's walk by Abby and make sure she sees us leaving early though."
He laughed. "You're too good at this."
I leaned in. "Now put your arm around me and let's get out of here."
After a slow walk by Abby who shot me a look of hatred, we made our way outside and over to a coffee shop down East Bay Street. I loved the place because they made the best flavored lattes. I ordered a Vanilla Hazelnut while Kyle got himself a coffee.
We took a seat in two high back chairs by the window. "You go first." I wasn't in a huge rush to admit my escapades.
"It's not all that exciting." He sipped his coffee. "But do you promise this stays between us?"
"Of course." I shifted in my seat, eagerly waiting for him to continue.
"I'm thinking of dropping out of Omega."
"Wow. Really?" I'd never heard of anyone leaving their frat before. It wasn't an easy thing to do.
"I just don't fit there. You know? I joined because it's where my dad and brother pledged, but I don't think it's the right place for me. Like tonight, I only went because I had to. I'd have rather been out doing something else."
"Glad I'm such an amazing date," I teased. I knew what he was saying.
A look of horror crossed his face. "Of course I don't mean because of you. I just wish we could have been doing something more enjoyable."
"Like having coffee." I held up my cup. "It worked out."
He laughed. "I guess so."
"Is your dad going to be mad?" I knew my mom would be disappointed if I left Delta Mu. Not that I had any plans to. It was definitely the place for me.
"Probably. Which is why part of me wonders if I should just stick it out."
"Is there anything about it you like?"
"I like a lot of the brothers-but then watching one steal my girlfriend from under me, that was a low point. I know Abby was at fault too, but he'd been trying to get with her the whole time we were dating."
"Are most of your friends non-Greek?"
"I have a few in the Iotas, and the rest are independent."
"I'm not an expert, but I think you just have to do what feels right. At least you don't live in the house. That would make it hard."
"I didn't even consider it. I wanted my own place."
"Can I ask one question?" I rested my arm on the chair.