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I glare at hiuess it’s just that he h on ht now

Actually, neither is his brother

"Nice place," Jordan says, looking around It’s clear he’s being sarcastic Jordan’s idea of a nice place is the bar at the Four Seasons Which isn’t exactly in e Anyhtly than I feel "Only the best"

"Yeah" Jordan stops looking around and looks at me instead This is so at the s underInstead, I washed it the night before, to get the s onit look…well, sort ofed to replace the ones with the blood-stained knees--which aren’t exactly loose, to the point where I have to constantly worry about camel toe, and you have the picture

But Jordan’s no prize today, either He’s got dark circles where I’ve got bags, and his case of hat head is even worse thanup in tufts all over his head

"You want a beer?" I ask hily

"Oh, God, no," Jordan says, and shudders "I’ht I seriously think so in lasses of wine before you even got don," I remind him

"Yeah," Jordan says, with a So what? look on his face "That’s what I have ht"

"Why would someone roofie you?" I ask "It’s not exactly like you’re unwilling to have sex with strangers"

He glares at me "Hey, now," he says "That’s not fair And I don’t knohy soirl, or soly girls at that party" Then I brighten "Maybe it was one of the guys! Frats are known hotbeds of latent homosexuality"

Jordan makes a face "Please, Heather…let’s just drop it, okay? Suffice it to say, I’ne toasts toers the initials soaze "Look, Heather," he says "About last night--"

"I don’t knohere your skis went, Jordan," I say "I called Waverly Hall and the guard said no one left any skis there, so obviously someone stole them I’m really sorry, but you know--"

He flinches I think it’s because I’ve spoken so loudly

"I don’t care about the stupid skis," he says "I’ about us"

I blink at him Then I re