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nature of the situation, he was turned on just at the sight of her thick dark blonde hair and dimpled cheek. She looked different like this—from afar, unaware that he was gazing at her. God, she was beautiful. He’d been instantly attracted to her, of course, but he hadn’t realized just how beautiful she was. It made him feel all funny in his chest, like it was hard to catch a breath, like no matter how deeply he expanded his lungs, the air that moved through them wasn’t enough.
    “That’s not really her, is it?” Jared clapped a hand on Chase’s back, and finally he could breathe again.
    “No, it’s her.” Kira Larson. He felt a mixture of relief and trepidation as she began her speech about all the benefits of waiting until marriage . On the one hand, she herself wasn’t a virgin. That was a betrayal somehow—either to him or to the crowd gathered around him.
    On the other hand, there she was . Standing in front of him. And she was gorgeous.
    “Goddammit, man, you lied to me!” Even Jared seemed to get the sense of betrayal. “There’s no way the President of Cherry Savers let you put her prick in her.”
    And that was the confusion of the matter. Why had she let him bang her? The question left him irritated. “They’re called Princesses, Jared.”
    “What-the-fuck-ever they’re called, you did not get jiggy in that pie.”
    Chase didn’t even try to understand how the hell that euphemism worked.
    “And if you did get jiggy in it,” Jared lowered his voice, “that story has to be told.”
    A story that had to be told. That’s what good reporting was, wasn’t it? “What do you mean? Like an exposé?”
    Jared shrugged. “Or just don’t hate me when I tell everyone I know. Because that’s some serious hypocrisy. Why would she even do that?”
    And wasn’t that the sixty-four million dollar question? “I have no idea. But I’d be interested in her reasoning.” Very interested.
    “You and the entire house.” Jared’s expression said he was imagining the guys’ reactions. Imagining and enjoying. “I can’t wait to tell Marcus. He’s been trying to pick a Cherry Saver since freshman year.”
    “No. Don’t do that.” Chase had to think about this. Princess Cherry Saver not a virgin. It would make for a great article.
    Except, she probably had her reasons for the dual life. And did he want to betray her trust like that?
    Whatever. He didn’t even know her. This was a chance to prove his cutthroat journalist skills. “Don’t tell anyone, Jared. Not yet. The other idea was better.”
    Jared’s brow wrinkled with confusion. “An exposé? What, you going to write your article about popping the Queen Cherry Saver’s cherry?”
    “Oh, her cherry was already popped.” Wasn’t it? Yeah, it had to be.
    “All right then, an article exposing Queenie’s popped cherry?”
    “It’s Princess.” Chase squared his shoulders and swallowed the last bit of hesitation he had about the story. “And yeah, why not?”
    Jared broke into a grin. “Exactly. Why the hell not?”

Chapter Three
     
    Jared left Chase as soon as the rally was finished. He was likely making his move—or, attack, rather—on one or more of the several Cherry Savers he had singled out as potential hookups.
    Chase stayed back from the stage and kept his eyes on Kira as the scene moved into cleanup mode. She had a small crowd surrounding her and to get the information he needed, he had to get her alone. At least, that’s the reason he told himself that he wanted her alone. Not because he had any desire to nip along her jawline or wrap his fingers in her hair. It was all for the story. Yeah, that’s what it was.
    His mind replayed the things she’d said during her event speech, how she’d been so sincere in her delivery. “Sex should not define our relationships with the people we want to spend our entire lives with,” she had said. “How can we separate lust from love when we allow hormones to be in