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The Deal (Off-Campus #1)(82)

Author:Elle Kennedy

A moment after Garrett disappears into the lecture hall, Justin reappears holding a foam coffee cup. “Heading back in?” he asks me as he walks to the doorway.

“I’ll be there soon. I’m just waiting for someone.”

Two minutes later, Garrett pops into the corridor, and I take one look at his expression and know he’s about to deliver good news.

“You passed?” I squeal.

He raises his exam booklet over his head like he’s acting out a scene from the Lion King. “A-fucking-minus!”

I gasp. “Holy shit! Really?”

“Yup.”

Before I can blink, Garrett tugs me into his arms and hugs the breath out of my lungs. I throw my arms around his neck, then burst out laughing when he lifts me right off my feet and spins me around so many times I get dizzy.

Our exuberant display draws several curious stares, but I don’t care. Garrett’s joy is contagious. When he finally sets me down, I snatch the paper from his hand. After all those hours I invested in his tutoring, it kind of feels like this is my grade too, and my chest overflows with pride as I skim through his A-minus-worthy words.

“This is amazing,” I tell him. “Does that mean your GPA is back where it should be?”

“Damn right it is.”

“Good.” I narrow my eyes. “Now make sure it stays that way.”

“It will—if you promise to help me study for every quiz and outline every paper.”

“Hey, our arrangement is over, dude. I promise nothing. But…” As always, I capitulate in the presence of Garrett Graham. “I’ll help you maintain the grade as a token of my friendship, but only when I have the time.”

With a smile, he draws me in for another hug. “I couldn’t have done it without you, you know.” His voice has gone husky, and I feel his warm breath tickling my temple. He eases back, those magnetic gray eyes focusing on my face, and then his head dips slightly, and for one nerve-wracking second I think he might kiss me.

I abruptly step out of the embrace. “So I guess we are celebrating tonight,” I say lightly.

“You’re still coming, right?” There’s a chord of intensity in his voice now.

“Did I literally not just say that?” I grumble.

Relief flits through his expression. “Listen…I wanted to run something by you.”

I check my phone and realize there’s only three minutes before class starts again. “Can you do it later? I should go back in.”

“It’ll just take a minute.” His gaze locks with mine. “Do you trust me?”

Wariness ripples through me, but when I answer, it’s with unwavering certainty that startles me. “Of course I do.”

Gosh, I really do. Even though I’ve only known him for a short time, I trust this guy.

“I’m glad.” His voice thickens, and he clears his throat before continuing. “I want you to have a drink tonight.”

I stiffen. “What? Why?”

“Because I think it will be good for you.”

“So wait, that’s why you invited me to Dean’s thing tonight?” I say sarcastically. “To get me drunk?”

“No.” Garrett shakes his head, visibly frazzled. “To help you see that it’s okay to let down your guard sometimes. Look, I’m the DD tonight, but I’m offering to be more than just your driver. I’ll be your bodyguard, and your bartender, and most importantly, your friend. I promise to look out for you tonight, Wellsy.”

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