If they’d been home, Coury would havewhoopedat the top of his lungs.
“I don’t know about that, sir. But I really love the subject.”
Coury bumped his shoulder against Liam’s. “And he knows how to teach even a Neanderthal like me.”
Liam blushed again. “He’s being a goof. Teaching him was easy.”
Glover stared at Liam for a second, and then smiled. “Well, Mr. Wright, I’m taking applications for a research assistant if you’re interested.” He pulled out a business card from his coat pocket and handed it to Liam. “Email me your resume and I’ll set up an interview.”
Liam’s hand shook as he accepted the card. “Thank you, sir. I will.”
Liam’s smile was the best part of Coury’s night. He couldn’t wait to see his face if—when—he got the job.
Chapter Six
Liam
“You’ve got this,” Liam said. Coury didn’t need a tutor, he needed encouragement and alittlehelp. “There isn’t much I can add to what you already know.”
“I doubt that. It’s your teaching that’s gotten me this far.”
“Actually, it’syourstudying. I’m not sure why you think you won’t get this material. You’re doing great.”
“Maybe, but please don’t bail on me. We have another test and a paper due in four weeks. I need good grades before baseball starts.”
Baseball might be the reason Coury’s grades were below his true ability. “I promise I’ll keep working with you, but that’s enough for today.”
“Great. I’m studied out.” Coury shut his book. “How’d the interview with Glover go?”
Liam exhaled. “Good, I guess.”
“That’s not the resounding ‘hell yeah’ I expected.” Coury leaned back and stretched. “What happened?”
“Nothing bad. I just thought he was going to quiz me on how much I knew. He only asked a few questions about the subject matter. Then he started asking about school in general. What classes I’m taking, where I live, how I ended up with a Neanderthal for a friend.”
“I hope you told him I was your community service project.”
“Yep.” Liam grinned. “And I told him you were a really good friend who gave up a frat party to take me to the lecture.”
“Turns out the lecture was the better of the two options. Luke said the party sucked. Two people puked in the great room, and a fight broke out over a girl who was using the one guy to make her ex jealous.”
“The lecture for the win.” He held out his fist and Coury tapped it. “Glover said I was the last person he planned to interview. He’s making a decision this weekend.”
“Saved the best for last.” Coury smiled and flashed two thumbs up. “We’ll need to celebrate on Monday, won’t we?”
“If I get the job, for sure.”
“Whenyou get it. Think positive, my incredibly brilliant friend.”
Friend. He’d said it a few times now. It made Liam feel light, like laughing a lot. “Right. We’ll celebrate Monday. Still up for a run?”
Coury’s smile would have been answer enough, but he added, “Fuck yeah. Let’s do it.”
“Great!” Running together would be a good break from always going alone. “We can change and stretch in my room if that’s okay.”
“Um.” Coury avoided Liam’s gaze.
Liam’s lightness vanished. “What?”
