"Ruby," Zylon called, his voice a warning. My heart pounded in my chest at the memory of throwing myself on him two nights ago while I was drunk. I took the chance to get a good look at him. He wore a black dress shirt and pants that were slightly oversized, but he looked so elegant. His skin was sparklingly pale.

"Didn't you hear the announcements last night?" Tate sounded exhausted. I tore my attention from Zylon and turned to him. 

"We did, but we thought it would be done by now," Beth ...