The Third Best Thing (Fulton U, #3)

by Maya Hughes

Her gaze flicked to us standing in the doorway like we were an inconvenience to her already shitty morning. “Jules, this is Alexis.” He held out his hand, pointing at the girl on her phone. “My sister.” The words went into my head, but somehow they got scrambled and didn’t make a bit of sense. “Your sister?” He nodded and flashed a sleepy smile, rubbing his eye. “Alexis is your sister?” I pointed at her. The depth of her frown increased and she glared at me. “Yeah, she got stranded last night and I had to go pick her up.” “Alexis is your sister.” He turned and looked at me with his eyebrows scrunched together. “I know we don’t look alike.” His sigh was a long-suffering one, like he’d had to have this same conversation more than once, the same as me with Laura. “But she’s my sister.” “On a good day,” Alexis grumbled from the bed. “That’s not something you need to throw in every time I say it, Alexis.” He said her name pointedly, like he’d had to tell her a million times to stop touching his stuff or stay on her side of the car. “And will you put some pants on? What if the guys wake up and see you?” Berk rummaged through his drawers. “I don’t know, a couple of them are pretty hot. Especially the new one. What’s his name again?” “You’re not dating any of my roommates.” He flung a pair of sweatpants at her, hitting her in the face. “Who said anything about dating?” She grinned. “Not cool. Don’t even go there. Pants.”