-Chapter Eighty-two-

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(College)

"I'll be fine," Sophie assured her parents. "I can handle it."

"We know, Kiddo," Grady said. "Still doesn't make it any less bittersweet."

She hugged them one last time before climbing into her car. She was moving into her dorm. College was two hours away.

"I'll visit. Promise," she told them before pulling out of the driveway.

When she arrived on campus, she was given a quick tour before being given her room key. She brought her stuff into the room and started unpacking. She jumped when a girl with bronze skin walked across the kitchen.

"Umm," Sophie murmured. "Who are you?"

The girl looked up. "Oh, hey. I'm Rayni, your roommate. You?"

She let out a breath. "I'm Sophie. Sorry about that."

Rayni shrugged. "You're fine. Lemme guess, freshman?"

"Yeah. What about you?"

"Sophmore." She took a sip out of her mug. "There's a pot of coffee on the counter," she chuckled, "You're gonna need it."

Oh, Sophie could imagine. "Thanks."

She checked her phone. It seems like Keefe had arrived. He said to meet him at the courtyard. She grabbed her purse and set out.

She found him waiting under a tree. A grin broke out on his face. She felt one tug up on hers, too. She went to greet him.

He leaned down and kissed her. "Hey, Foster. Meet your roommate yet?"

She circled her arms around his neck. He leaned his forehead on hers.

"Yeah. A sophomore named Rayni. What about you."

He laughed. "Yup. It's Tammy Boy."

Sophie snorted. "Ooh. I bet that'll be fun."

"Oh yeah." He shook his head. "Joyful."

She laughed. "Oh, come on. It won't be that bad."

"You don't have to live with him, Foster!"

She rolled her eyes. "You'll be fine."

Still, he pouted. She ruffled his hair.

"Hey!" He jerked away. "No touchy."

She cocked her head. "Yes, touchy." She reached back up to his head.

He caught her hand and brought them up to his lips. He placed a kiss on her knuckles.

"Bub," she whined. "Why won't you let me touch your hair?"

"Because we're in public. You can when we're cuddling later." He took her by the hand. "Now, what section of campus are you in. I want to see your dorm!"

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