Chapter 9 : Staking Claim

Nash

To think I was going to have a quiet evening, huh, that was simply wishful thinking. Here I had been posted outside of Nessa’s dorm prepared to go speak with her, and I get a message from Brady telling me that she was at our stupid fucking poaching party. It was the night of year when all the guys like me were able to take stock of the new girls on campus, and also a night where sophomore men were able to make their notions known about a woman they wanted.

Most men were eager, and foolish, making their selections early. Unlike myself, who waited until my senior year. The same year Vanessa stepped on campus and intrigued me in more ways than one.

Irritation grew in me as I sped through the streets headed towards the Bedlam Knight house in search of one figure who didn’t need to be present there. There were to many men as it was looking to get laid, and from Brady’s text, she looked like a walking buffet.

The moment my bike pulled up in front of the house, I killed the