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I should obey the law and wear a helmet. Not today, though. Leaning forward, I grin, my dick getting hard with the vibration of the bike. Shifting, I increase my speed, swerving in and out of the lanes as the ocean breeze whips my face.
I need this. Even if I get pulled over, I’ll accept the consequences. Because right now I crave the rush, the feeling that I’m completely alive. A shrink would say I’m an adrenaline junkie, and that would be right.
I do push myself.
I do get off on things that might scare others.
It’s how I’m wired. It drives me to want more, be more. It’s how I succeed. Pushing boundaries, living on the edge, that’s what turns me on.
ALEXANDREA
I want to cry, but I can’t. I’m frantically running down the hall, trying to make it, yet I know I’m out of time. I’m late.
Late.
It’s like a foreign word to me. I’m never late. I’m always the early one. But the Uber driver showed up fifteen minutes behind schedule, and we hit morning traffic on PCH. All that was still bearable. I didn’t completely lose it and panic until I lugged my hefty, overpacked backpack out of the car, only to be reminded of the sheer magnitude of this campus.
It’s huge.
And gorgeous, with enormous white Spanish villas, and lots of smaller buildings wrapped around picturesque green lawns, almost like a giant square. Palm trees sway with the ocean breeze as I take in the center courtyard. White rocks with red and purple flowers form the famous CAU logo. Flags for the state of California, CAU, and the United States slam home that this is one of the oldest, most prestigious private universities on the West Coast.
My parents came with me last year for the tour, but I don’t it remember it being this awe- inspiring. Originally, I’d planned to visit the campus on Friday to walk around and become a little more familiar with it so I could avoid what I’m doing right now.
“Stupid car,” I hiss under my breath. I can’t think about that right now. I’ll freak out later. Right now, please God, let this be the right room.
I look at my schedule on my phone, then up at the room number. This is it. I swing the door open, glancing at the time on the phone. Twelve minutes late. That’s not too bad. I mean, it’s the first day and all. Hopefully, class hasn’t even started.
“How can our earth, with a projected population of nine-billion people by 2050, still allow us to maintain our desired high quality of life…” The deep, growly voice makes me freeze, and my whole body tingles.
Oh dear God. The entire class stares at me along with the owner of that gravelly voice. Sniffing, I straighten my back, quickly move to a long table close to the back, and flop down, my backpack hitting the ground in the quiet room with a thud and tipping over.
“Jesus,” I hiss, feeling my cheeks heat like I’ve just come out of the sun and didn’t wear protection.
Just start talking, please… Why isn’t the professor talking?I look up and hear it before I see it.
“No, no…” I whisper, watching in horror as my Aquafina water bottle, that apparently fell out of the side pocket, slowly rolls across the classroom floor toward that growly voice.
Blinking, I stare at what might be the most beautiful man I’ve ever seen. This can’t be the professor. I thought it was a woman. Jamie Knight… Professor Knight. My brain is already operating on slow motion, or maybe I’m in protection mode because why am I just sitting here like an idiot while my water bottle rolls and crackles as it makes its way toward him?
My eyes dart to the guy to my left who’s leaning back, smirking and shaking his head. I need to move, do something… anything, but instead I stare in misery as that god of a man squats down, his dark jeans hugging his thighs, and picks it up.
And I die.
I take in the full effect of him. He’s not only tall, but he’s also got thick, dark hair that seems to curl in only the perfect spots, like around his ears. A jawline that makes Brad Pitt’s look weak, and his eyes… his eyes have me frozen in place.
Deep blue, like an ocean, almost turquoise in color, I think.Oh fuck, he can’t be walking over to me… No.
“Thisis a perfect example as to why we are all in the situation we’re in.” He holds up my water bottle, stopping in front of me.
Dead. Just kill me now because whatever is happening is making me feverish and slightly lightheaded.
“As much as big corporate companies say they’re trying, the truth is… they’re not.” The room snickers as I look around—then my eyes dart back to him.
He stands, staring down at me, his full lips in a smirk as he holds out the dreaded bottle of Aquafina for me to take. And if I thought I was mortified before, I’ve now reached a new level of humiliation. How long has he been holding my bottle out to me?
“I’m so sorry.” I reach for it, only to gasp when our fingers touch, and an electric shock zaps us. The class laughs as Professor Knight frowns, his eyes narrowing on me.
“Name?” His voice… Jesus, am I sweating?
