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“There’s no need to be out that late. I can get a ride back to the apartment.”
Corrin is shaking his head before I can finish. He steps close to me, his body pressing against the front of mine.
“You will not. I’m using your car today; therefore, I get to drive it how I want. And I want to pick you up. Besides, it'll help keep anyone away from you at work too if we’re seen together.”
I shrug my shoulder. “They don’t bother me at the office much. It’s the young people who don’t leave me alone.”
“The young people, he says.” Corrin snorts out a laugh, then places his head on my chest. “Is this ok? I hope it’s ok. I’m trying not to laugh at how ridiculous you sound.”
I wrap my arms around him to keep him close. “This is fine. Good, even. It helps the entire boyfriend situation.”
His body goes tight for a moment before relaxing. I hear him mumble something against my shirt, though I can’t tell exactly what.
People are openly staring at us now. There’s no hiding Corrin from anyone on campus. Not since he’s basically cosplaying himself.
“Let’s get you to class. I’ve got music to write.”
The way he speaks is more eager than before. I surmise it’s from his excitement over the potential new music he’ll create. While I wasn’t part of the writing progress for the previous albums, I’m familiar enough from overhearing conversations between Tennyson and Corrin to know that his process can be intense. I’m rather glad he’ll have the day to himself to work.
We take off for the business building where my classes are held. I slip my arm over his shoulders as instructed, while he ducks his head against me like it’s the most natural movement.
And somehow it is.
I don’t feel awkward holding him like I would someone else. In the past, relationships seemed fruitless due to all the rigmarole of it all. Why invest time in something that didn’t provide a guaranteed output? It baffles me.
Yet walking down the sidewalk with Corrin in my arm, I can see how others might want to take risks in finding love. The warmth of his proximity is endearing. So much so, I’m even quieter than normal.
Corrin can’t stand it. He tells me as much. “Are you nervous about your classes today? Or is it work stuff on your mind?”
“Neither. It’s you stuff.”
He nearly trips. I catch him and straighten us back up before we can keep going.
“What do you mean by that? What are you thinking about?”
We’re almost at the door of my building when he asks. I don’t think now is the time to hash out every detail given the audience we have. And I’d bet at least half of them have cameras capturing it all.
“I meant that I was thinking of you, love.”
He gasps, and I capture it in our kiss. The arm I had wrapped around his shoulder curls him closer to me, my hand moving to cup the back of his head.
With our height difference, I have to bend down to reach him. It should bother me to be hunched over in such a fashion, yet it doesn’t. I only wish I could pick him up to make it better for us both. I’d grip his firm arm in my hands and rock him against me until he came with my name on his lips.
I pull back from the kiss slowly despite the way I’m desperate to flee the moment.
Erotic ideas have never been my thing. I don’t just pop a boner like Tennyson does. My body is always under my control.
The pressure against my zipper tells me otherwise. Or at least that there’s new data to investigate.
“I’ll see you tonight,” I whisper against Corrin’s lips when he has yet to speak again. I almost tell him to smile for the cameras, but I stop myself. He’s a professional. He knows what to do.
I watch him turn to leave before I slip inside the door for my class. No sooner than I’m seated do I feel the stares roaming over me. The whispers soon follow.
“Was that Corrin Ray? The Corrin Ray?”
“No wonder Austen doesn’t date. I wouldn’t either with Corrin at my disposal.”
“You think he’d introduce us?”
