Yep. Just as she'd suspected. The last roommate was conveniently out too.
Silence stretched in the room as the minutes crawled by. Ten twenty-five. Riley stared at her lap.
"The dorms... they lock the main doors really soon," she murmured. It was the gentlest possible way to say, You need to leave. Any later, and he'd be trapped inside. University locked the dorms promptly at 10:30 PM.
"Mm-hmm," was his only response.
"Mm-hmm?" That noncommittal sound sent a fresh wave of panic through Riley's already frantic heart.
'Wait... is he actually planning... to spend the night? Here? In my room? No. No way. That's crazy! Why on earth would the boss stay…'
But then the voices from the messages replayed in her head, all three roommates, gone for the night, their sudden, perfect excuses lining up flawlessly.
Arranging all three absences at once? Magically fulfilling their biggest wishes right now? Who else had the power and resources to pull that off except the man in front of her?
