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“I’ve got this,” I say. “Thanks for everything.”
Adalee places a hand on my shoulder and squeezes it gently.
“Thanks,” I say, and then I start walking. Somehow, the journey from the front door of the dormitory to the parked car seems to take forever. I’m very aware of everything: the scent of my perfume, the rustle of the tree branches, the way the leaves are falling all around me. I feel my thighs rub against each other beneath my dress. There’s a soft breeze and I wonder if I should have grabbed a jacket to cover my bare shoulders. My shoes seem to sound loudly, echoing in the parking lot, but I feel like I’m just imagining things.
I’m reading way more into this than I should.
And then I’m there.
I’m standing in front of Gavin and I’m wondering what he has to say to me.
“Emilia Riley,” he says. He looks me up and down appreciatively, and I blush. The last time he looked at me like this, his fingers were inside of me and he was rubbing me everywhere. My nipples harden as he assesses my dress, and I realize that he likes this.
“Gavin,” I say.
“Shall we go?”
He gestures to the car and I look at it. Once I make this decision, there’s no going back.
“Yes,” I finally say. “Let’s go.”
Chapter 14
Gavin
SHE'S WEARING THE TINIEST dress I've ever seen her wear and I don't know why she chose that little red number for tonight. Is she trying to tease me? Is she taunting me with what I can't have?
Or did she want to look good for me?
I have no idea, but watching her move across the parking lot was absolutely painful. My dick is hard and alert and ready, and it's taking everything I have not to just let myself go.
"Emilia Riley," I say when she's close.
"Gavin."
She doesn't use my last name. She rarely does. I don't know why. Maybe it brings up too many memories of my dad. Maybe it's just too formal for her.
"You look beautiful."
She eyes me carefully, considering me. Does she think this is some sort of trick?
"Thank you," she says.
"Shall we go?"
Emilia looks at my car like it's going to bite her.
"Where are we going? And do you have my phone?"
"Yeah," I fish it out of my pocket, along with her inhaler. She left both in my car and I didn't realize it until I was driving over today. I probably could have just walked over from the boys' dormitory, but hey, I like to make an entrance.
She takes the phone and the asthma inhaler. The inhaler she places in her purse, but the phone, she frowns at.
"It's dead."
"I mean, probably. It's been sitting in my car for two days."
"You didn't charge it?"
