Brett
I had no business being outside the Delta house.
That was the part I could not explain, even to myself. One minute I had been sitting in my truck after Liam’s little intervention, telling myself I was going home, and the next I was parked across the street from Cassie’s sorority house with her old Titans hoodie folded on the passenger seat beside me. I had picked it up before leaving because looking at it on my bed had started to drive me insane, and somewhere between the house and campus I had apparently decided she should have it back.
Except she was the one who had returned it.
Which meant this made absolutely no sense.
I sat behind the wheel for several minutes trying to come up with a reason that did. Maybe I wanted to tell her she could keep it. Maybe I wanted to make sure
