Holly Winslow: "..."
She knew that rascal Mortimer Quincy was just teasing her. No matter how shameless he was, he wouldn't actually do anything in public. He was just running his mouth to get a rise out of her for fun.
She gave his chest a light, annoyed punch and put on the airs of the head of the household. "The bus is here. Get the fare out."
The 11:40 bus was the last one heading to the university. By the time the two of them rushed all the way to the dorms, they only had five minutes to spare before curfew.
...
As soon as Mortimer Quincy entered the dorm room, Spencer Shaw and the other two instinctively glanced at him, their eyes landing on his ripped pants pocket at the same time.
Xavier Jennings, phone in hand, let his jaw drop. A wicked grin spread across his face. "Well now, things get that intense? You even ripped your pants."
Howard Gardner burst out laughing. "HAHA! More than just intense, huh? Why are you back now? Not pulling an all-nighter?"
