Riley POV

“Oh god this is actually happening,” I whispered to myself as I hurried across the dark campus path toward the old engineering building, my sneakers scraping against loose gravel. 

My hands kept clenching and unclenching at my sides, palms sweaty even though the night air felt cool on my skin. 

Every shadow looked like it might jump out at me. 

My heart was beating so hard I could feel it in my throat and between my legs too, a stupid nervous throb that made me press my thighs together while I walked. 

I kept replaying that text in my head, the way it had made my stomach drop...