because you become friends with everyone you meet,” Matt said.
“Good point.” She gave Matt a warm hug. “Thanks for coming. I know neither of you enjoy this scene anymore, and you’ll probably enjoy it even less tonight due to the number of underclassman here.”
“I wouldn’t miss it. It’ s going to suck around campus next year without you there,” Brett said.
After a few minutes of talking with Olivia, Brett heard a lot of laughing and yelling coming from the corner of the room where the sitting area and TV were set up. He shifted his position to see what was happening. Six guys who appeared much younger than him were huddled around someone.
He walked ov er near where they stood and saw that one of the men had his cell phone out taking pictures. Brett finally got a glimpse between two of the guys and saw Hannah Ray Mason barely alert on a couch. The men were taking turns getting their picture taken with her.
Dammit, this is why I d on’t get to know college girls.
He felt he had to intervene. He believed the probability of her getting hurt if he didn’t was high. He also figured with her celebrity status that it would be ugly for her if the pictures got out. The longer he watched them laugh and grope her, the angrier he became. He took hold of Olivia’s arm and gently pulled her aside.
“Olivia, do you know Hannah Mason personally?”
“I’ve talked to her a few times and seen her at parties.”
“Do you know who she rode with?” he asked.
“S he hangs with these three girls, and they showed up together. Why are you asking?”
“Shit’ s about to go down.” He pointed to the guys over at the sofa. “I need you to go upstairs, and find her friends. I’ll bring her to them shortly, but then I’m out of here. Sorry I can’t stay longer.”
“You’ re such a great guy, Brett. No problem, I don’t want anything bad happening here, anyway.”
Matt walked over to Brett.
“What’s going on?”
Brett pointed to the group of guys and Hannah.
“ I’m getting ready to do something. Just follow me upstairs after, and then we’ll need to leave.”
Matt sighed and ra n a hand through his dark hair.
“OK, whatever, bro, but don’t get us into a fight.”
Chapter Two
T o avoid a fight with six guys, Brett knew intimidation was key. He stormed over to the men, and with his hands, he pushed his way between two of them.
“What the hell do you all think you’ re doing?” he asked in a raised voice. When angry, Brett often came across as scary due to his height and build. They stopped speaking and stared nervously at him. Only the guy taking the pictures answered.
“Dude, w e’re just playing around. She’s so wasted, and do you know who she is?”
Brett could tell the guy was drunk by how he slurred his speech and laughed the whole time he spoke.
“Give me your phone—now,” Brett demanded.
“No way, man. I’ m going to sell these damn pictures.”
“Like hell you a re. You’re going to delete every photo you have of her while I stand here and watch. If you don’t, I’m taking your phone and beating your ass.”
Brett’s fists clenched. He glanced down at Hannah and saw she was passed out and had fallen over on the couch. The room was silent as everyone stared at him.
“W hat’s your fucking problem? Are you just wanting a turn with her or something?” the guy with the phone asked.
Brett snapped and grabbed him by the front of his shirt near his neck.
“ Don’t ever fucking talk about her that way again! Delete the damn pictures now if you don’t want your ass handed to you.”
He released the guy who then fumbled to get his pictures pulled up on his phone. Brett watched as he deleted every one with a trembling hand. The five other men never said a word.
“Now, the next time any of you decide to take advan tage of a drunk girl at a party, remember there will be someone like me waiting to kick your ass.”
Brett glared at the men as he pointed to
“Good point.” She gave Matt a warm hug. “Thanks for coming. I know neither of you enjoy this scene anymore, and you’ll probably enjoy it even less tonight due to the number of underclassman here.”
“I wouldn’t miss it. It’ s going to suck around campus next year without you there,” Brett said.
After a few minutes of talking with Olivia, Brett heard a lot of laughing and yelling coming from the corner of the room where the sitting area and TV were set up. He shifted his position to see what was happening. Six guys who appeared much younger than him were huddled around someone.
He walked ov er near where they stood and saw that one of the men had his cell phone out taking pictures. Brett finally got a glimpse between two of the guys and saw Hannah Ray Mason barely alert on a couch. The men were taking turns getting their picture taken with her.
Dammit, this is why I d on’t get to know college girls.
He felt he had to intervene. He believed the probability of her getting hurt if he didn’t was high. He also figured with her celebrity status that it would be ugly for her if the pictures got out. The longer he watched them laugh and grope her, the angrier he became. He took hold of Olivia’s arm and gently pulled her aside.
“Olivia, do you know Hannah Mason personally?”
“I’ve talked to her a few times and seen her at parties.”
“Do you know who she rode with?” he asked.
“S he hangs with these three girls, and they showed up together. Why are you asking?”
“Shit’ s about to go down.” He pointed to the guys over at the sofa. “I need you to go upstairs, and find her friends. I’ll bring her to them shortly, but then I’m out of here. Sorry I can’t stay longer.”
“You’ re such a great guy, Brett. No problem, I don’t want anything bad happening here, anyway.”
Matt walked over to Brett.
“What’s going on?”
Brett pointed to the group of guys and Hannah.
“ I’m getting ready to do something. Just follow me upstairs after, and then we’ll need to leave.”
Matt sighed and ra n a hand through his dark hair.
“OK, whatever, bro, but don’t get us into a fight.”
Chapter Two
T o avoid a fight with six guys, Brett knew intimidation was key. He stormed over to the men, and with his hands, he pushed his way between two of them.
“What the hell do you all think you’ re doing?” he asked in a raised voice. When angry, Brett often came across as scary due to his height and build. They stopped speaking and stared nervously at him. Only the guy taking the pictures answered.
“Dude, w e’re just playing around. She’s so wasted, and do you know who she is?”
Brett could tell the guy was drunk by how he slurred his speech and laughed the whole time he spoke.
“Give me your phone—now,” Brett demanded.
“No way, man. I’ m going to sell these damn pictures.”
“Like hell you a re. You’re going to delete every photo you have of her while I stand here and watch. If you don’t, I’m taking your phone and beating your ass.”
Brett’s fists clenched. He glanced down at Hannah and saw she was passed out and had fallen over on the couch. The room was silent as everyone stared at him.
“W hat’s your fucking problem? Are you just wanting a turn with her or something?” the guy with the phone asked.
Brett snapped and grabbed him by the front of his shirt near his neck.
“ Don’t ever fucking talk about her that way again! Delete the damn pictures now if you don’t want your ass handed to you.”
He released the guy who then fumbled to get his pictures pulled up on his phone. Brett watched as he deleted every one with a trembling hand. The five other men never said a word.
“Now, the next time any of you decide to take advan tage of a drunk girl at a party, remember there will be someone like me waiting to kick your ass.”
Brett glared at the men as he pointed to
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