Chapter 5

[Chloe, what do you want for lunch?]

[Want me to bring lunch to your dorm?]

[Or I can just order takeout for you.]

[Ryan's back.]

[Did he come looking for you?]

[Chloe, my hickey's actually bleeding. What should I do?]

And then he sent a photo.

It was a shot of his barebones dorm room, with a half-length mirror stuck to the plain white wall.

Only the lower half of his face was visible.

He had the hem of his white T-shirt held between his lips, showing off his eight-pack abs.

There was a bite mark on his neck, with…