Chapter 1
Zara’s POV.
“You guys think I can’t do it? Watch me. I’ll f**k every single guy in that frat house tonight, all of them, until I’m dripping from every hole,” I said, my voice loud and cocky over the thump of the music at the campus party, leaning back in my chair with a grin that showed I meant every word.
Liora and Niamh stared at me, their drinks halfway to their mouths, their eyes wide like they couldn’t believe what I just bet.
The living room was crowded with people dancing and laughing, but our corner table felt like its own little world, the air thick with the smell of beer and weed.
Liora had her short purple hair tucked behind her ear, wearing that crop top that showed off her belly ring, and Niamh’s freckles stood out under the dim lights, her tight jeans hugging
