JT and Faye got dressed for class in her room. They were up studying and ended up falling asleep sans sex and JT was beyond frustrated. The entire time they were studying her phone kept going off and he knew it was that ass hat Tatum.

They barely spoke to each other this morning and he knew she could sense the tension. "Are you okay?" Faye finally asked looking at his reflection in her vanity mirror. "Oh, now you care?" JT scoffed buttoning his shirt. "What the hell is that supposed to mean?"

JT shook his head as he reached for his bag. "No, you don't get to leave. What's...