3- Jealousy at It's Best

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(Keegan's POV)

I waited anxiously all weekend for lunch on Monday. Lunch was when I would see her. Lunch was when I would ask her about Preston. My chest squeezed painfully at the thought that Preston was her son. The guys threw me comforting glances all throughout the day. Gregg told the others about everything. They promised to go with me. So when the lunch bell rang, I waited until Caroline was seated with her friend before I walked over to her table and sat beside her. All the guys filled the other seats on the cafeteria benches. Caroline and her friends looked at us confused. In fact, the whole cafeteria was looking at us.

"Hey there, cupcake," Nick said suggestively. I wanted to rip his head off. I didn't even realize I was growling until I saw Caroline's face widen in shock and Nick slink back. I stopped growling and acted as if nothing happened as the guys talked with her. I wasn't really paying attention. I was thinking about the question I was about to ask. It quieted as Caroline drank her water and I saw my opportunity.

"Your son was really cute last night," I blurted before I could stop myself. I wasn't expecting her to spit water all over me.

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(Caroline's POV)

Have I mentioned that I hate Mondays? My weekend was spent taking care of Preston while Danny worked, as always. I didn't mind it at all, but Monday morning, I was ready to rip someone's head off. I don't look horrendous when I wake up, my hair is silky and pretty much stays the same. I just thank the heavens I don't drool or snore; I learned that much from sleeping in class. My routine is not to talk to anyone until lunch on Mondays, unless I absolutely have to. And I do just that.

"Morning sunshine," Stacy joked at me from across the table. I only glare at her and reintroduce her to my middle finger. Just because I'm talking to people, doesn't mean I'm in a good mood yet. I fork some salad into my mouth and lean against my hand. "Are you going to try and talk to Brighton again today?" she asked. That only earned her another glare. She only laughed at me.

"She's got a new potential bae," Mariana smirked, bumping my arm. I felt a leg brush mine and a ting shoot all the way up my core. I sat up straighter as my eyes snapped to the culprit. I inched away from him lightly only to be pushed against him again as the rest of his posse showed up to sit at my table. We got weird looks from everyone in the lunch room. I mean, if some of the most popular guys in school and the hot new guy sat next to three volleyball dorks, I would stare too, but the boys went on as if they didn't even notice.

"Hey there, cupcake," Nick smirked suggestively. From beside me I heard Keegan... growling?

The fudge?

When I looked over to him though, his face was calm and the growling stopped but Nick slunk back; obviously taking the hint.

"Hey Holloway," Trevor smiled sweetly. I only blinked at the guys sitting around my table. Mariana and Stacy were confused as well. Well, Stacy was hitting on Gregg, but you get the point.

"Wait, you guys know who I am?" I asked curiously. They all howled in laughter, earning a lot more looks. Most of the looks were from the jealous girls but whatever. I turned and was faced with Keegan's nervous gaze.

I'm sorry, wait, what the hell was Keegan nervous about? He was freaking royalty.

I sighed and dismissed the thought—and the boys' laughter—as I took a sip of my water. I loved water; it was seriously some hydrating stuff. I practically gulped down the whole bottle.

"Your son was really cute last night," Keegan said bluntly. I couldn't hold back the water as surprise registered on my face. I spurred most of the water out of my mouth as my head snapped to Keegan, soaking his head, hair, and shoulders in the process. I choked on what was left. I coughed as I looked at him wide eyed. The other guys were literally rolling on the floor, holding their stomachs as they howled in laughter. When I could finally breathe again, I looked straight to Keegan.

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