PROLOGUE
MADDIE
“Is there a reason you climbed out of your bedroom window?” Tessa asks when I jump into her Jeep. I’m still panting, trying to catch my breath after running barefoot across the yard at a full sprint. My heart beats faster, and my adrenaline spikes at the thought of my parents catching me.
“Preacher’s daughter, remember?” After I buckle and place my shoulder-strap purse in my lap, I slip on my heels. “Think they’d ever let me go to a party at ten o’clock at night? Nevertheless, a college party?”
Smirking, she shifts into drive. “I knew I liked you, Corrigan.”
Tessa and I met a few months ago through mutual friends. She’s a freshman at Westminster College and invited me to one of the fraternity’s back to school parties, but knowing my super-strict folks would never allow
