#Rev (GearShark #2)(29)

I grinned, my puffy lip stretching uncomfortably. “Romeo and Braeden have agreed to play in a charity football game with Omega. The money raised from ticket sales and donations will go to a charity this house will choose through popular vote. I suggest Omega makes the charity one they support annually and, every year after this, organizes at least one event to fundraise and donate one hundred percent of the proceeds to said charity.”

People started talking excitedly, and I lifted my hand. “In addition to Romeo and Braeden playing, they will be getting a few other Knight players to donate their time to come down and participate. Because of the popularity of the team here in their home state and Romeo’s legendary reputation here on campus, this will be a very popular event and a chance to raise quite a bit of money.”

“And get the Omega house back to being the most prestigious frat on campus!” Jack whooped from beside me.

Everyone cheered.

“I will set up a meeting with the Wolves coach here on campus this week and talk to him about scheduling a time for us to play the game, maybe get in some practices, etc. Teams will be divided up at a later date. Once all the details are worked out, I’ll have another house meeting to keep everyone in the know.”

“Props to our prez for not letting our rivals keep him down and for still striving to make this house better.” Jack spoke to the room.

“I am not and will not step down from the presidency that I have held for almost two years. I remain true to the Omega brotherhood and will be until I give over the honor of president to Jack in just a few short weeks.”

Everyone clapped.

I turned to Con. “Thank you, Conner, for looking out for the frat, for taking action when you thought we were leaderless.”

Con swallowed, his eyes wide.

“But as you can see, I’m here. And I’d like to decree that if anything or anyone else should question my loyalty to the frat in the coming weeks, it is Jack who should step in and act as president.”

Jack stepped forward. “Thank you, Trent. Men, keep your eyes and ears open for anything that might lead us to the scum who did this to our leader. Any information on their affiliation or motives will be rewarded. We will show this entire campus that Omega is not a house to be f*cked with!”

Everyone went crazy again.

I banged the gavel, signaling the end of the meeting.

Con and his merry band of *s left the room pretty quickly. I wasn’t so lucky. I was the last one out, having to talk to almost everyone. I answered question after question. I replayed what happened over and over, joining in plotting and speculating.

Most people were inclined to believe this was the work of a rival frat. I didn’t disagree with them. Eventually, I’d rat out the guys in this house. Until then, I’d let the rumors run wild.

By the time I was done, I didn’t even have to make an effort to look pitiful because I felt pitiful.

“I’m gonna call it a night, guys,” I said to the few remaining brothers. “I need some pills and my bed.”

“You need anything, anything at all, just yell,” one brother said and offered his hand. I shook it.

Another guy spoke up. “And don’t worry about anything tonight. Get some sleep. No one will get in this house that isn’t supposed to be here.”

“Fuckin right,” I drawled and shook his hand, too.

My ass dragged up the stairs. I wanted to go home to the familiar sounds of Prada running around, Braeden’s sarcastic jokes, and Rimmel’s hovering.

Most of all, I wanted to lie in bed with Drew. Maybe hold his hand.

I had a moment’s thought outside my bedroom door to just say f*ck it and drive back over there. But I couldn’t. Not tonight. I had to be here.

As I was reaching for my keys in my back pocket (my door is always locked), I saw some movement out of the corner of my eye. I turned quickly to see Con hovering nearby.

I pinned him with a hard, cold stare. “You’ll get yours,” I vowed. “Can you guess when?”

He turned tail and ran like the little bitch he was. Fucking yanked my chain the guys actually thought I’d run out of this house and never come back.

I slid my key in the door and frowned. It was unlocked.

That peckerhead better not have been messing around in my room. I’d call him out here and now.

The door swung open, and all my attention went to the bed.

To who was sitting in the center.





Drew

Surprise stopped him cold. The dark lashes that framed his hazel eyes pulled wide, and the expression of relief written on his face made the back of my neck tingle.

I smiled, holding a finger up to my lips, reminding him to be quiet.

He recovered quickly, moving into the room, hastily shutting and locking the door behind him.

I wasn’t sure how Trent would react to me sneaking into his room, especially after he told me he didn’t want me to come in the house.

When the door first opened, before he saw me waiting, I recognized definite exhaustion clinging to him. For all the convincing he’d done that this was where he needed to be right now, it was painfully clear he didn’t want to be.

It was pretty f*cking heady when everything instantly changed the second his eyes found me. A complete three-sixty. The exhaustion evaporated and his hazel eyes lit up.

That crooked front tooth of his even came out to play.