Stepbrother Wow! (Bad Boy Frat #1) Read Free Page A

attempts at home cooking in the kitchen, and besides, it only
made sense to get some value out of the meal plan I had paid for. I wanted down
to the dining hall, still buzzing a bit from the flirtation session with Jaxon
but telling myself again and again that it didn’t mean anything.
    Jaxon didn’t just get away with pranks and
parties—he had managed once, or at least I had heard he had—to carry on three
relationships at the same time, with none of the women knowing about it for
months. They all thought they were the one and only girlfriend, they all
cherished the idea that he loved them and only them—and one of them had nearly
set the frat house on fire when she found out that Jaxon was banging two other
girls at the same time. He had natural charm and good looks; of course he would
flirt with the only girl in the room, even if most of the frat didn’t entirely
see me as a girl.
    I loaded up my plate in the dining hall, starving
from a volleyball game and the long game I’d sat through at the frat. I’d had a
few handfuls of pretzels and some goldfish crackers stolen from the brothers
around me, but I was definitely more than ready for something substantial. I
found myself thinking of Jaxon and the way that he had flirted with me. At
least, I thought, it was definitely a proof of the fact that I was more than
welcome in their ranks; no one pulled any punches, no one tried to be polite
around me, and Jaxon had flirted with me over a football game. All in all, I
thought as I sat with one of my roommates, it had been a good day. I’d head
back to my dorm and get my homework done for the next day’s classes. If
anything good as going on, I could count on Jeremy or one of the other guys to
shoot me a text to let me know. But on a night like that, in the early part of
the week, with midterms coming up, no one would be partying just yet. It’d be a
day or two yet before anything really interesting was going on, and in the
meantime I might as well make sure my grades wouldn’t get me kicked out of the
school in my first semester.

 
    CHAPTER
2
    The next day, I had finished my classes for the
morning and was heading in the direction of my dorm, cutting through the
commons, when I ran into Jaxon. He had his backpack on and
was going in the opposite direction—towards the Thompson building, I
thought—and called out when he spotted me. “ Yo , Mia!”
he said, raising a hand in the air. I grinned and cut off to the side, the
direction he was coming, and met him halfway as he walked towards me. “You
snowboard right?” he asked, taking his backpack off of one shoulder and opening
one of the zipper pockets.
    “You’re damn right I do,” I answered. Maybe the guys
were talking about taking a trip during winter break—that’d be a good time, I
was sure.
    “Well it’s still early days, but we’ve got a
snowboard team we’re building.” I raised an eyebrow and he pulled a sheet of
paper out of his bag, handing it to me. “Some good boarders, we’re looking to
compete this year again.” The flyer fluttered in my hands from the wind; it
wasn’t cold yet but the wind was already stiff heading into fall. I looked down
at the flyer, holding it as steady as I could. The school had apparently put
together a snowboarding team two years prior, though they didn’t publicize it as
well as they did their other teams—especially the football team. The previous
year they’d managed to go to a few competitions, win a few prizes, and they
were starting to assemble a new team this year.
    The flyer went on to explain that there was an off-campus
practice facility where the team met up and included a few phone numbers and
messenger contacts for people to ask questions. “Sweet!” I said, glancing up from the paper to look at Jaxon. “Thanks for thinking of
me.” Jaxon shrugged. I looked down again at the pictures of the previous year’s
team in their practice space and at competition. Snowboarding is a winter
sport,