CHAPTER FIFTEEN
When we got to Carolina’s sorority house, I saw that I didn’t need to worry about being recognized. The three-story house was packed with people spilling out onto the front porch and their entire yard. The house was lit up with white lights strands. As we got out, I could see that inside the house was dark, but those white lights were everywhere. They lit up the porch, wrapped around the posts, trailing down the sidewalk, and I could see more in the backyard.
Again. This party was huge.
Corrigan grunted into my ear, “Well, I can say we’re the show I was worried we would be.”
“No doubt.” There were guys everywhere in ball gowns. So were girls, who were actually trying to look nice and pretty. There were other guys, as well, who were dressed in black tuxedos and black mas
