CHAPTER 1: TWO COCKS VS. A CHEATER

TESSA’S POVThe text message glowed on my phone screen, a little square of pure, undiluted betrayal.

Sorry, babe. It just happened. We need to talk.

It just happened. Like he’d tripped and fallen dick-first into some Phi Kappa’s mouth.

Attached was a photo, grainy from the shitty frat house lighting but crystal clear in its message.

Derek. My Derek.

His hands were cupping some blonde’s ass in tiny denim shorts, his tongue so far down her throat he was probably tasting her lunch.

Her head was thrown back in this ecstatic, open-mouthed laugh—or a moan. The line was blurry, and I hated that...