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seventeen-year-old, then shacks up with his uncle, and then is making out with a woman. All before intermission. This is perverted.”
    “If you don’t want to stay, I can arrange for you to be driven back to the hotel. I’ll get one of the—”
    Brandan lowered his voice to a threatening growl. “How the hell do you think that would look? I’m your escort for the evening, and we will leave together. Now call the car.”
    Jordan pulled away. She was irate and found her stubborn streak barely controlled.
    “How can you stand this garbage?” His voice was harsh and filled with venom. “Jordan, I can’t believe you. Your father would be furious.”
    “It’s a musical, Brandan. It’s not real. Don’t presume to tell me what my father would like and not like.” In spite of her words, she realized she was touched by the final scene of the first half. She tried to turn away from him. She did suspect her father wouldn’t approve.
    Brandan grabbed her arm. “We’re going.”
    As she pulled away, Jordan saw one of the Secret Service agents approach. “Is everything all right, Ms. Thompson?”
    This was one of the times she appreciated the protection detail. “Mr. Carter’s not feeling well. I think he should probably leave as soon as possible.”
    Brandan forced a smile. “It’s nothing serious, but we should get Jordan home, just in case.”
    How dare he! She wasn’t ready to leave, but she didn’t want to cause a scene. “Fine!” When they arrived at his parents’ hotel, she offered a quick good night.
    “Of course,” he said, “you must be tired. See you tomorrow, then.”
    “Good night,” she said. Jordan sighed as soon as the vehicle pulled away. Now how do I avoid the Carter entourage tomorrow? She leaned her head against the seatback. Maybe the reason I haven’t found the right guy is that I only have Brandan Carters around .
    With only a few days left before classes started, Jordan was able to convince her parents that she wanted to spend time with them. They were well aware how little Jordan wanted anything to do with social and political functions. It was easy for Jordan to talk them into allowing her to spend the last few days reading, watching a few movies, and not having to see Brandan Carter. It was the only peaceful time all summer.

Chapter Four
     
    September
     
    By the second week of class, Drew was frustrated. She had carefully budgeted and, if she didn’t hear from financial aid by the end of the week, she needed to get a job. The call came that afternoon.
    “Ms. Hamilton, we have a special request from a student who needs to get caught up on calculus and physics. She’s requested a female tutor and doesn’t want to go through the tutoring lab. She’s interviewing prospective tutors now.”
    “Okay.”
    “There’s one caveat. The family insists that the tutor be available for the student, which could limit other work or tutoring offers. For that reason, they offered significantly higher hourly pay. If you find the time commitment a problem, we can look at other opportunities.”
    “As long as there’s some flexibility, I’m fine. They don’t have to pay extra, though.”
    “The family is adamant about that issue. Can you meet her tomorrow afternoon?”
    “After five, I can.” She briefly wondered what kind of influence the family had to enable them to bend the rules. Wealthy donors, she guessed.
     
    *
     
    Mark laughed when she told him about the interview. “Oooo, girlfriend. Maybe you can end up with a rich wife.”
    “Thanks, but no thanks. Been there, done that, not going there again.”
    “Now that sounds like an interesting story.”
    Drew hated the memory. She had been young and naïve.
    ”My freshman year, I met this girl named Penny. She was from a wealthy family in Cody. I was madly in love. Then, in June, she goes back to Cody for the summer and marries her fucking boyfriend. She never once mentioned she even had one. I found out through a mutual