Ignited & Unhinged (Billionaire Secret, Book One)(Billionaire Romance, New Adult Romance, College Romance)
mouth, it tastes like a root beer.
    “Oh that’s where I know the smell,” Jas says more to herself than us.
    “Yeah, it’s in root beer,” I tell her, thinking she had placed the smell of the tree to the specific soda.
    “No, I once shagged a guy against one of these.” Jasmine chews on the twig thoughtfully.
    Kim and I exchange a look.
    Jas is lost in whatever memory the smell had conjured. “He was hot…” she says remembering the details with a smile. “And big.”
    We laugh. The sound bounces off the trees.
     

CHAPTER 14 Billionaire Secret: Societies & Screws
     

“We’ll have one large orgasm, one medium mashed potato, and one medium white clam pizza,” I tell the waiter. “Did that sound strange to anyone else?”
    I look around the table.
    Jas, Kim, Ana, Carlos, and his suitemate Joe had joined us for pizza at Yorkshire, a favorite amongst students, but new to us.
    Those three pizzas were their most talked about.
    “Welcome to university, where even the pizza gives you an orgasm,” Jas adds.
    We all laugh, except Ana and Carlos who look a little shy.
    “So have you guys screwed your suitemates yet?” Joe asks between bites of a mashed potato pizza slice twenty minutes later.
    Ana chokes on her water.
    “Geez, relax. Haven’t you heard of the screws?” I ask her.
    She shakes her head.
    Joe explains, “They’re just dances. Well blind-date dances where your suitemates get to “screw you over” by setting you up with someone terrible and making you meet in embarrassing ways.”
    He takes another bite before continuing, “People are generally nice, though, so kids are matched together because their suitemates think they would be compatible.”
    Carlos picks up the ball, “Yeah, but the way people meet—that’s the fun part.” He wiggles his eyebrows suggestively.
    “A sophomore in my house told me that last year his suite made him walk up to girls on The Campus and say, ‘sex is a part of nature,’ and then try to give them a hug over and over again. He almost got slapped a couple of times. It took him fifteen minutes to find the girl who had the corresponding half of the quote, ‘I go along with nature’ and hugged him back,” Carlos finishes, clearly amused by the story.
    “The SE screw isn’t until February so no one’s screwed anyone yet,” I tell the guys. “When is the Caplan House screw?”
    “End of January, I think,” Carlos answers.
    Ana is doing a terrible job of looking uninterested. A black and white photo of an old sports team on the wall next to her is suddenly very interesting.
    She clearly had a thing for Carlos.
    And by the way Carlos is sneaking side long glances at Ana, he likes her back.
    Ana turns abruptly, changing the subject, “What about societies? That’s part of the mystery of this place, right? I can’t wait to see some awesome secret society behavior!”
    It’s as animated as I’ve ever seen her.
    She continues, “Allegedly, some societies wear black cloaks and freaky masks during tap night. Anyone know anything?” Ana searches our faces eagerly.
    She loved her mysteries.
    Kim counters with humor and sarcasm, “We’ve only been here a few weeks. I’d guess it would take longer to find out anything major—they are, after all, you know… secret .”
    “Yeah, but come on someone’s got to have heard something. Anything? No chatty upperclassmen?” She looks around hopefully.
    She continues giddily, “Supposedly there are dozens of official secret societies, some semi-secret societies, and other societies that exist, but have acquired myth status.”
    “How do you know all this?” I ask.
    “I’ve been asking all the different groups of friends I make. As expected legacies seem to have the best intel. Admittedly, I haven’t gotten my hands on any upperclassmen yet,” she grins, face brimming with mischief.
    “Thinking about joining The College Daily?” Kim wonders out loud.
    “Oh God, no. I couldn’t care less about

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