The Third Best Thing (Fulton U, #3)

by Maya Hughes

“Jules, what are you doing here so early?” He didn’t sound angry or defensive. More like pleasantly surprised. His arms wrapped around me and he kissed the back of my neck. This didn’t make any sense. Shouldn’t he be trying to rush me away, or coming up with excuses? “I baked you some coffee cake muffins.” I lifted the container, still not turning around. “You’re the best, you know that?” He reached over my shoulder and took the container from my hand and laced his fingers through mine. “Since you’re here, there’s someone I want you to meet.” He tugged on my hand, freeing me from my self-imposed staircase prison. On numb legs, I let him lead me back toward his room. He pushed on his bedroom door and I half expected what I’d seen inside to be a figment of my imagination. Maybe I’d made it all up because I was incapable of letting myself be happy. Maybe there wasn’t a half-naked girl in his bed. The door opened fully and there she was looking pissed with her phone in her hand. Berk grinned. “Alexis, this is Jules.”