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It’s official—inorganic chem will be the death of me.
Aaron and I usually study together, but he’s been a little distant since I told him that we were never going to reach power couple status. It only reconfirms that I shouldn’t date guys from my classes.
I expel a deep breath, ready to delve back into my tomb of a textbook when someone yanks out the chair across from me and drops down onto it. My head jerks up and my eyes widen at the sight of Ryder. I’ve done my best to avoid him since he woke up in my bedroom Saturday morning.
Snippets of our conversation flash through my head until it’s tempting to crawl beneath the table to avoid the intensity of his stare.
When he remains silent, I straighten my shoulders and raise my brows.
“Is there something you wanted?”
“I’ll do it.”
When he fails to elaborate, I ask carefully, “Do what?” Did I somehow miss the first part of this conversation? “Whatexactlyare you going to do?”
He shifts closer before resting his hands against the table. My gaze drops to them. His sweatshirt sleeves have been shoved up and the crinkly hair of his forearms is clearly on display.
That shouldn’t be so sexy.
Except…it is.
Horrified by the direction my brain has turned, I mentally shake the thought away and force myself to meet his gaze. A spark of heat fills his eyes as if he knows exactly what I’m thinking.
Ugh.
Why does he affect me this way?
When he’s near, everything inside me sits up and takes notice.
He presses closer to the table. “I’m going to help with your list.”
Huh?
“I…don’t understand.” Is it possible that Ryder has taken one too many slap shots to the noggin?
How sad.
His blue eyes grow darker, more vibrant. Heat snaps from them, nearly singeing me alive from the distance that separates us. “Sure, you do.”
Actually, I don’t, and that’s part of the problem.
When I remain silent, he pulls out his phone and taps the screen. Everything inside me loosens now that his gaze is no longer pinning me in place. With a frown, I crane my neck, trying to catch a glimpse of what he’s so focused on.
“Look, I have a lot of work to do.” I point toward the staircase that leads to the first floor. “So, if you wouldn’t mind exiting stage left, I’d greatly appreciate it.”
“Number one—make out in the library. Number two—skinny dip. Number three—karaoke. Number four—get drunk at a party.” He glances up. “I assume you checked that one off after Friday night?”
My jaw crashes into the table as a shocked screech escapes from me. Students seated in the vicinity whip around and stare. A few shoot dirty looks our way before shushing us.
I clap a hand over my mouth as my eyes grow wider.
Ryder raises a brow at a table of guys, and they quickly glance away.
It’s only when I’ve tamped down the urge to scream that I lower my hand and strain forward.“How did you get that?”
He turns his phone around and flashes the screen. “I took a picture.”
I hiss out a shocked breath. “I can’t believe you did that!”
