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  Table of Contents

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Chapter 5

  Chapter 6

  Chapter 7

  Chapter 8

  Chapter 9

  Chapter 10

  Chapter 11

  Chapter 12

  Chapter 13

  Chapter 14

  Chapter 15

  Chapter 16

  Chapter 17

  Chapter 18

  Chapter 19

  Epilogue

  Table of Contents

  A Wild Wonderland

  Description

  Introduction

  Copyright

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Chapter 5

  Chapter 6

  Chapter 7

  Chapter 8

  Chapter 9

  Chapter 10

  Chapter 11

  Chapter 12

  Chapter 13

  Chapter 14

  Chapter 15

  Chapter 16

  Chapter 17

  Chapter 18

  Chapter 19

  Epilogue

  Want More?

  About the Author

  A Wild Wonderland

  By

  Weston Parker

  Description

  Set in Boston, MA — He is in his Master’s program and is president of his fraternity; a total playboy. She’s a do-gooder and is in charge of a toy drive for kids. His fraternity gets in trouble and has to do community service so he has to get involved with the toy drive. Lucky for him, the kids aren’t the only ones getting a wish this Christmas…

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  A Wild Wonderland

  Copyright © 2017 by Weston Parker

  All rights reserved. This book or any portion thereof may not be reproduced or used in any manner whatsoever without the express written permission of the publisher except for the use of brief quotations in a book review.

  The novel is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and plot are all either products of the author’s imagination or used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, or persons – living or dead – is purely coincidental.

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  Chapter 1

  Brayden

  “Did I or did I not forbid you from this exact kind of indecency, Mr. Keller?”

  I withheld a sigh as Dean Kline’s stare bored into me like little pinpricks. Her hands were shaking slightly, causing the phone in the one that was extended to shake a bit, but I could still see the video well enough to know exactly what it was.

  Three young men running and prancing around the quad with nothing but brightly colored Santa hats covering their private area. It was meant to be in the tradition of the yearly pranks among Greek row, but Dean Kline had placed a hard ban on any such shenanigans after a fraternity’s jest last year had ended up with two people unconscious and one with a broken collarbone. The news had been all over that for about three days until they found something new to sink their teeth into, but it had done plenty of damage to the college’s reputation in that time.

  “I apologize, Dean Kline. And I promise you, I had absolutely no idea this was happening.”

  “I won’t take any excuses.” The woman continued, her face barely maintaining a professional veneer. Normally, I would accuse someone of being on a high-horse with such a dramatic presentation, but in a way, I understood where the woman was coming from. She had just moved into the position last year after the previous Dean had resigned under sexual harassment charges. Then, during her first semester, there was an out of control kegger and the aforementioned prank. People had instantly jumped on the bandwagon of her being inept, despite the fact that she had barely gotten started.

  It didn’t help that she was just shy of five feet tall and probably got carded at every college bar she dared to step into. I imagined people discredited her right and left, which was no doubt frustrating.

  But still, that didn’t mean she had a right to take all of this out on me.

  “I made my policy very clear, so I will have to make an example of you.” I grit my teeth and forced a complacent smile. I hadn’t done anything to deserve some sort of recourse. I’d been telling the truth when I said I hadn’t known the prank was going to happen, but I wasn’t about to argue that.

  After all, I was in my final month of getting my master’s degree and handing off the running of the fraternity to some other hopeful. I wasn’t going to jeopardize that now by getting a little mouthy, even if that was exactly what I wanted to do.

  “You’re lucky I don’t put all of you on academic probation!” She continued, her voice somehow becoming more emphatic without raising her volume at all. “But you and all three of the students in this video will help by giving back to the community.”

  I fought to keep my tone both charming and contrite. “And how would you like us to do that, ma’am?”

  “Our annual charity toy drive. You’ve heard of it, right?”

  “Yeah, of course. It’s, what, two weeks long, and there’s usually a competition about which house can raise the most donations?”

  “Well, I don’t know about that last part, but the beginning is correct. The four of you will help organize, take inventory, and sort the donations. You will help with the signage, and any other needs the organizer might have. Is that clear?”

  “Of course, ma’am. I absolutely understand. And rest assured, the three in question will have additional punishment in the house for breaking such rules.”

  She hesitated, and I could see the uncertainty in her eyes. “As long as the punishments aren’t violating any—”

  I forced a laugh. “No, nothing like that. Just a whole lot of cleaning.” I crossed around her and opened the door of the sitting room that she had slammed closed when she came in. I gave her the most gracious smile I could manage and then gestured for her to exit. “Thank you so much for bringing this to my attention. We will do all we can to make this right by you.”

  She looked surprised by my acquiescence and faltered a moment. “Good. And make sure this doesn’t happen again.”

  “Don’t worry. There won’t be any hats on dicks, Santa related or otherwise.”

  She nodded and then marched out as authoritatively as her sensible heels would take her. I waited until I heard her exit before slumping against the wall.

  This was the last thing I needed. The holidays were a time for partying and eating as much food as I could shove in my face. I wanted to get buzzed and find a different cutie for every shindig, not sort overpriced stuffed animals that would sit in some charity’s basement for a while until they drummed up enough publicity to make it worth giving to the tykes.

  Shaking my head, I decided to take out my irritation on the culprits. Striding to the stairs at the center of our fraternity, I bellowed out as loud as I could.

  “Jake! John! Noah!”

  I knew they were in. Wednesday was one of their only down days between basketball, workouts, and the other extraneous clubs they took to make their transcripts look especially nice if they decided to pursue a master’s like I had.

  “You all better get
your asses down here before I have to come up there and invert them!”

  There was the sound of several sets of footsteps scrambling, then doors flying open, followed by a pseudo stampede as the trio lumbered down the stairs.

  Jake was the one to reach the bottom first. He was the tallest of the group at somewhere above six foot six. He was incredibly lanky, however, and sometimes I was worried how his own spine didn’t snap from lack of support. He had shaggy, blond hair and a pointed face that looked like it belonged on one of those elves from a fantasy movie.

  Noah and John were right behind him, practically crashing into each other. I liked to think of them as Tweedledee and Tweedledum, respectively. They were both quite muscled and stocky. Their fingers were the size of sausages, and their arms the size of some people’s heads. They were amiable enough, thankfully, but they made a lot of dumb decisions.

  And it seemed their most recent dumb decision was affecting me.

  “What’s up?” Jake asked in his perpetually demi-blitzed demeanor.

  “Don’t give me that.” I snapped. “Because of you three dumbasses, I had to endure a shout fest from Dean Kline.” I shoved my phone in their faces, where the video that the Dean had emailed me sat waiting to be played. A simple swipe of my thumb and their so-called prank flashed across the screen.

  I watched their faces carefully, and their guilt was readily apparent. They all looked away as if something on the wall had caught their attention.

  “Are-are we in trouble?” Jake asked cautiously. Noah and John looked just as concerned but too scared to speak.

  “You bet your skinny ass you are. All of you are. And you dragged me into it, too, you goddamn idiots.”

  They winced, but I was impressed when Jake continued. “So, what’s the verdict?”

  “We all have to help with the charity toy drive this year. The entire thing. And we’re not going to be doing the fun stuff like accepting the toys and passing them out to kiddies. We’re in for the grunt work. Cleaning. Sorting, Inventory.

  “And since I’ve been lumped into your punishment because I’m supposed to be responsible for you twats, you’re also stuck on grunt work here. I want the kitchen and bathrooms cleaned, everything vacuumed, and last but not least, consider yourselves on dish duty until I’m no longer sick of looking at you. You got that?”

  Jake and John groaned but nodded in understanding, but Noah looked contemplative. That irked me, and I stared him down with all the authority that I’d learned to convey by leading the fraternity.

  “Something funny?”

  “Nah man,” he answered. “Thinking about silver linings.”

  “Care to elaborate?” I crossed my arm, affixing him with a serious glare.

  “Eh, nothing important. It’s just the girl who ran the charity for the past year or two is mega hot. Maybe we’ll luck out, and she’ll be organizing it again.”

  I stared at him, absolutely incredulous. I mean, I liked a beautiful woman as much as the next guy, but I was talking about serious academic punishment and he was already thinking about possibly getting his dick wet with some charity worker.

  “You know what? Just go. I don’t want to see any of your faces until we’re heading to the drive itself. If you guys don’t want to have the worst year of your life, I recommend you find an ounce of sense somewhere before I slap it into you.”

  They all scrambled, going in different directions, and I shook my head. Ascending the stairs, I couldn’t help but grumble at their idiocy. Their scholastic careers were potentially on the line and all Noah could think about was some mystery hot chick.

  Typical.

  Chapter 2

  Hailey

  I slid the last bit of paperwork on my desk into the out bin and sighed in relief. Although I loved the work I did on campus, it was always nice to file away my final task of the day and head home.

  I took one last look over my workspace at the student center and nodded affirmatively to myself. I tended to let my workstation get incredibly messy during the week only to clean it all on Fridays, but a month back, I had dedicated myself to getting more organized. So far, I had made some great steps.

  Too bad the same couldn’t be said for my dorm where papers, homework, and clothes were scattered about like I wanted to forget what the floor looked like. I guessed it was all about the baby steps. Besides, it wasn’t like I ever had anyone over anyway. I was one hundred percent married to my work, having little time for dating or even one-night stands. Maybe that would change during the summer, but my winter and spring were entirely booked.

  I leaned over to shut off my computer, but I realized I hadn’t checked my emails in quite a while. Part of me hissed that I could wait until morning, but my dedication wouldn’t let me. I slid back into my chair and, sure enough, there was a singular email, and it was from Dean Kline.

  I read it over quickly, and it seemed the woman wanted to meet me in the admin building. Not entirely unusual, considering she was an old family friend, something the woman did try to keep on the down-low for professional reasons. I wasn’t that far of a walk across campus, and it would be relatively near my place, so it wasn’t like I could turn her down out of inconvenience.

  After responding that I would be there in a bit, I shut down my computer and then bundled up and headed out. I walked across campus, breathing in the crisp, chilly air. It stung a bit, as cold air tended to, but it also made me feel alive. This was the season where I really got to shine, and I felt like I made a difference.

  I tried not to get hung up on my own importance, but I had a dire need to change the world. As I didn’t have super powers, or even riches, I had to rely on my charity work to change people’s lives as best I could. Whether it was saving rescue animals or hosting canned food drives, clothing drives, or even toy drives, I never wanted to stop moving. If I didn’t do something good for the day, I started to feel like I wasn’t myself. Some people would argue I was only doing charity to chase the elusive high rather than actually wanting to help people, but I disagreed. I found fulfillment in the work, the kind I couldn’t get anywhere else. There was something about the brightness of a child’s smile when you handed them a toy they would never have gotten otherwise. Or handing a month’s worth of food to a family that was fighting so hard to pay their bills but was too short to afford anything besides rice and ramen noodles. I wouldn’t give that up for anything in the world.

  I reached the administrative building, cutting off my altruistic thoughts, and I let myself in. Pulling my gloves off and shoving them into my pocket, I walked through halls that were fairly familiar to me. Not long after, I reached Dean Kline’s office and knocked twice.

  “Come in.”

  I did so, and she was already standing and moving from behind her desk. We shared a warm hug, but then she backed away quickly, no doubt in case someone came in without warning. I couldn’t blame her for being paranoid after last year. There had been a … mishap, and she had borne the brunt of it. She certainly didn’t deserve it, so I understood her hypervigilance about her public image.

  “So, what did you need?” I asked, sitting down on the chair in front of her desk while she returned to her seat.

  “Don’t be mad at me.”

  I sat up straight at that. What other reaction could I have to such a strange first sentence? “Um, elaborate? Please?”

  “Well, you know how the past two years you’ve been working way more than your allotted hours because we’re short on volunteers?”

  “I am acutely aware of that,” I admitted cautiously. The hairs on the back of my neck were standing up, warning me that something was definitely up.

  “Right. Of course, you of all people would know. The good news is you won’t have to worry about that this season.”

  “Why?”

  “I found you volunteers. Four of them. And you can be assured they will absolutely show up. Their academic careers depend on it.”

  I stared at her with wide eyes, trying to c
omprehend what she said, but there was so much info missing. “What? Who? And why?”

  To Dean Kline’s credit, she held her professional smile like it was carved onto her face. “I found you four volunteers from one of the frat houses. They pulled a prank despite my strictly forbidding it, and to avoid greater consequences, they will be helping you with the drive.”

  I shook my head, my mind going a dozen ways. I didn’t want anything to do with a group of idiot frat boys who thought an expressly against the rules prank was a good idea.

  “Sorry, but it’s already been done.” Her tone softened, and she affixed me with a softened gaze that I guessed she didn’t use very often. “I know your dad was a frat ‘bro’, as they call them, but I promise not all of them are bad seeds. Give them a chance.”

  “I-I don’t see how I have a choice,” I answered politely.

  “Trust me, if I thought they wouldn’t be useful, I never would have assigned them to you. Besides, you know I worry about you and how late you stay out collecting. Consider this my peace of mind in knowing you’ll be safe.”

  “I’m a grown woman,” I answered tersely. “Not a child.”

  “I know. But indulge me, please.”

  I was mad—no, pissed—but even I could recognize when fighting wouldn’t do me any good. So, I sighed and nodded. “I’ll see you at the drive.”

  “See you. And don’t forget to eat, of course.”

  “I won’t.” I stood, grabbing my dropped bag. “I’ll see myself out.”

  I did my best not to storm away and headed back to my room, but I was growing more livid with every step. So much for the cold being able to bring down the intense heat of my anger. The dean knew how I felt about all of the muscle heads on Greek row. As difficult as it was, I prided myself on being able to avoid them ninety percent of the time. I didn’t go to their parties, I didn’t flirt with them, and I certainly didn’t hang out with them after hours for scholastic drives.

 

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