He sits up straighter on the couch, his eyes widening.
“Holy shit,” he whispers.
I lean over and look at the screen.
He has an email from the Callahan law firm. An offer for a fully-paid summer internship, starting as soon as this school year is over.
I watch as Kieran’s eyes well up with tears, almost instantly.
“Knew you were going to get it,” I tell him.
“This is… actually life-changing,” he says. “And this is the first time I’ve felthopein so fucking long, Sev.”
Kieran has no clue that Wes, Roman, and Noah actually may have helped to secure this deal. I have no idea if the Callahan firm was one of the companies that they were in contact with, but it doesn’t matter.
And maybe as the rest of the week goes on and more Daggers guys get their acceptances, they won’t try to fuck with Onyx House, and the brewing war won’t erupt.
And Wes and I won’t have to be afraid.
Of being together.
Of maybe being something more.
23
Weston
When Sev sits right next to me at the big booth in Colossus Dining Hall, I know it’s going to be bad.
I have my phone open on the table in front of me and before I can lock it, Sev glances at the screen, and he sees everything.
Cal Thorne: Waiting for the next deposit. We said it would be weekly.
You’ll have it by tonight.
What if I want it sooner?
The transfers take as long as they take, Thorne.
Maybe next time I come get it from you in person, then. A little trip to the bank.
My stomach feels sick every time he messages me.
It’s been a week since the alumni dinner, and almost everything else feels like it should be perfect. The Daggers and Luros members are very happy with the amount of internship and job offers they received. It feels like things are slowlystarting to heal, and even Kieran is seeking help from a counselor and finally quitting his pills for good.
And Sev has been an angel. A dark, chaotic angel, to be sure, but he’s been making an effort to see me every day, and isn’t pressuring me at all to tell the other guys that we’re hooking up.
Cal Thorne is a problem, though.
A problem I don’t know how to fix.
“You let him text you like that?” Sev says quietly.
The other guys are still in the main area of the dining hall, gathering food on their trays. Sev and I are parked at the table, holding it down so that no one else takes it.
For now, we’re alone.
“What choice do I have?”