Epilogue

Warning! Steamy smut ahead.

KYLE'S P. O. V.

Two years had zoomed by since high school, and here we were: Andrew, Albert, Matthew, and I, tangled up in our second year of college. It was like we’d blinked and suddenly we were pros at dodging deadlines, surviving late-night cram sessions, and living off pizza. College life was proving to be just as thrilling and unpredictable as a roller coaster, complete with those heart-stopping drops and surprising loops.