Chapter 42

Only Geoff didn’t answer. Larry hung up and tried again. Same thing, odd. Not even his roommate picked up. As far as Larry knew, Geoff didn’t have any classes on Saturdays. So where was he?

Avoiding me.

The thought slid into his head so easily, he was almost convinced it was true. But no, they were friends, right? And after what had happened the night before, in the van…they were morethan that now, weren’t they?

Weren’t they?

Maybe Geoff was in the caff grabbing a bite to eat. But probably not—students with meal plans only got enough for two each on Saturday and Sunday. That was one reason why the cafeteria opened so late on weekends, serving more brunch than breakfast.

So maybe Geoff was in the shower.

Or ignoring me.