The Dixon Rule (Campus Diaries, #2)

by Elle Kennedy

To my astonishment, she voices her agreement. Then again, even a broken clock is right twice a day.

I startle when Logan suddenly growls. “Nope. No fucking way, Dean. This is not fucking happening. Go get your boy.” I follow his gaze and see Beau Di Laurentis hugging the girl in the crop top. They’re clearly happy to see each other.

“He asked me, as a friend, to have dinner with him tonight. It’s not a date, and I am the most loyal fake girlfriend you will ever have. I fake love you, Shane. I want to fake marry you and have your fake babies. Okay?” I glare at her. “Uncalled for. I can’t believe you brought our fake children into this.”

“Okay, fine,” Carla huffs. “I want to propose a new rule. Diana, can you put it in the minutes?” “Yeah, of course.” I hastily flip to the next page of my minutes notebook. “Motion to add a formal rule disallowing whores from being at the pool.” “You know what?” Veronika screeches and lunges for Carla.

Few people on this planet rival Blake Logan’s sarcasm.

It’s hard to articulate how I feel right now. It’s almost a bit ridiculous, feeling this level of joy and tenderness over something as silly as a woman showing enthusiasm for one of my hobbies.

“Don’t worry, I’m not letting this creep anywhere near you. If he shows up here again, he’s gonna have a word with Shane Junior and Shane the Third.” I raise my right fist and then the left. “We need better names for your fists,” Diana says frankly.