Chapter 21-3

A drink she choked on when a black-haired guy who is way too well-built to be Bree's boyfriend walked into the room like he owned the place, kicked the door shut behind him, and proceeded to take his shirt off - exposing a lean front with a happy trail that sank into the front of his jeans, hung low. Bree tossed him a can of Coke as his shirt was set on the bed. "How's the homework going?" he asked. "It's good," she replied casually, "I'm on Facetime with my friends from back home tonight, just a heads up." The stranger made a show of zipping his lips before he cracked open his can of Coke. Sarah let out a loud cough as she choked on her own beverage, "What in the sweet fuck?" Luckily, Bree was using headphones. She turned on her swivel desk chair to face her laptop screen again, shooting Sarah, Marley and Gabby's suspicious expressions a dirty look. "That's Logan's brother, Tim. Didn't I tell you he stays here sometimes?" In the background, he pl