Seeing Cameron chatting with Bradley, Elijah didn''t say a word. He waspletely lost in his own thoughts.


    That cold, aloof air clung to him as he silently sat down at his desk, his arms wrapped around his textbooks, his brows slightly furrowed.


    He couldn''t let it go-he had to find out who solved that math problem. But the truth was, he had no idea how to get that p


    “Elijah''s the quiet type, Bradley said caually, tilting his well-defined jaw toward the silent boy across the room.


    Cameron nodded. "I know. We''re in the same ss"


    person to


    Bradley climbed up onto his bed, leaned back against the headboard, and picked up a book titled Essential Skills for Attorneys, flipping through it with calm focus.


    Cameron headed into the bathroom to shower. The air still carried the fresh, lemon scent of Bradley''s body wash.


    She turned off the light and used her phone''s camera to check the room for hidden cameras. She was still a girl, after all-better safe than sorry. Thankfully, everything looked normal.


    Hot water spilled down as she began to wash. The ce reeked of "guy" energy-


    do


    she wasn''t used to it, but there wasn''t much the could


    She still had to spend the next three months living with them. She''d have to adjust, whether she liked it or not. Hut halfway through her shower, when her body was covered in soap, someone suddenly pounded on the door. "Open up. I gotta take a piss," a guy yelled from outside, his voice loud, cocky, and unapologetic.


    "Our new Toom


    new roommate''s showering, Xander. Wait for a sec," Bradley called out.


    "I don''t wanna wait, Xander snapped, banging on the door harder. "Open the door."


    Cameron frowned, "Hold on, I''m almost done"


    She got that people had emergencies-nature calls, whatever. But Xander''s tone seriously pissed her off. She''d heard all about how much of a pain he was,


    but she wasn''t about to be bullied. Not by anyone.


    "Open the damn door. Now" Xander kept mming his fist against it.


    Cameron was quickly running out of patience. "I''m in the middle of a shower."


    "So? We''re all guys here. You can shower while I piss. What''s the big deal? Quit acting like some delicate little princess, Xander scoffed. Cameron was utterly annoyed, her expression turning ice-cold. "If it''s that urgent, go ahead and piss your pants."


    The second those words hit, Xander nearly exploded. He mmed the door even harder. "Who the hell do you death wish or something??


    think


    I are! You got a your


    Cameron nced at the trembling door, starting to wonder if he might actually punch right through it


    She hurriedly rimed the foam off fast, threw on a thick chest binder, then slipped into a cotton pajama set with long sleeves and full-length pants, covering herselfpletely.


    Outside, Xander had clearly lost all patience. The moment she opened the door, he raised his hand. "Well, well. Look at this pretty boy Are you trying to get your ass kicked?"


    His gaze swept over Cameron''s lean frame and smooth skin, and without missing a beat, he pped her with a nickname-pretty boy,


    A sh of ice flickered through Cameron''s eyes. "This guy''s begging for a beating she thought.


    But before she could make a move, someone grabbed Xander''s wrist in a tight grip. It was Bradley


    "Kander, it''ste. Knock it the hell off. Bradley''s handsome face showed clear impatience, and the eyes behind his gold-rimmed sses were icy cold.


    Chapter L


    Xander might be arrogant, but he wasn''t stupid. Of everyone in that dorm, the one person he never crossed was Bradley. He thought, This guy arts all polished, but underneath.."


    He threw a look at Bradley and toned it down a little, but then turned to Cameron with a cold re and snapped, "Get your ass out of here. Now