The Harper Brothers: College Life (Wattpad Version)

Surprise visit

"No, because he needs a constant reminder," Rafe said.

"Well, that's a damn shame," Kyler said.

"Come on. I'll show you where you can sleep," Val told Kyler and Demarco.

They went upstairs as Rafe glanced at me.

"I need to get home." Rowan gathered her books.

"I'll walk you home," Casper said.

Rowan nodded and left with Casper. Once they left, Liam and Rafe looked at me.

"What?" I asked.

"Are you okay with Demarco staying here?" Rafe asked me.

"Demarco and I worked out our issues," I said.

"Are you sure?" Liam asked.

"Yeah, and I told Rowan about what happened. I trust Rowan," I said.

Liam and Rafe glanced at each other and knitted their brows. It's no secret that I don't trust Demarco. You can forgive someone and not trust them. I forgave Demarco, but it doesn't mean I agree with what he did. People mistake forgiveness for enabling. It's not the same thing.

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Rowan

Casper walked me home, which I found odd.

"So, you're wondering why I'm walking you home and not St. Patty."

I glanced at Casper.

"Don't give me that look. You have it written all over your face."

"Well, it seems odd since Pat's capable of walking me home."

"Touché. But Pat needs to work out his issues with Demarco. He likes to play the game of avoidance. Oh, I forgave him. Yeah, okay." Casper rolled his eyes.

"Pat told me about what happened between Camille and Demarco."

"Sweetheart, our family has a rule. You don't mess with a family member's significant other."

"What about the other rules?"

"Those are a given. Plus, don't be a dick with race, sexuality, and disability. It's not cool."

"You have a unique way of looking at things."

"I blame my pappies. They raised me to be the sarcastic asshole that you know."

"I doubt a minister raised a sarcastic human being."

"Then you never met Uncle Nixon."

"Who?"

"He's the uncle who you will never meet because he's taking a dirt nap."

My brows raised.

"Don't be so surprised. Death is like taxes. You meet both at some point in your life."

"Are you studying to become a minister?"

"No, worst. I'm studying to be a relationship counselor."

"I pity those couples."

"Well, I pity many people for being morons."

We walked, and I contemplated asking Casper about Hayes. My brother thinks he's slick. He isn't smooth or intelligent.

"So, what's going on between you and my brother?"

Casper stopped and glanced at me. "Say what?"

I turned to face Casper. "Don't act like I divulged a deep, dark secret."