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“No. I was just trying to get ahead…”
“Then it sounds like the perfect time.” He jerks his chin toward the apartment. “Grab your jacket and let’s go.”
When I chew my lower lip with indecision, he steps forward, swallowing up some of the distance between us. It becomes necessary to tip my head in order to hold his gaze. The scent of his beachy cologne hits me, and my belly hollows out.
His tone turns cajoling. “Come on, Juliette. Remember what you said in the truck the other night about feeling like you’ve missed out on experiences because your nose has been buried in a textbook? All I’m trying to do is rectify the situation.”
That comment is all it takes for my shoulders to loosen. He’s right. This is exactly the kind of opportunity I’m trying to seize.
But it’s not easy to step outside my comfort zone.
“Okay. Let me grab my purse.”
His lips quirk into a smile.
Five minutes later, we’ve slid into his truck and are heading toward campus. Alternative rock fills the silence between us. After what happened the last time we were together, the atmosphere is a little awkward. Or maybe it’s just me. Maybe I’m the awkward one.
I clear my throat, needing to fill the silence. “Let me guess, you’re not going to tell me what we’re doing.”
“Nope.” His gaze flickers to me as he pops the P at the end of the word.
“I suppose I could figure it out by going through the list and eliminating what’s already been ticked off.”
“Sure, go for it,” he says easily, a smile simmering around his lips.
“Obviously not going to get drunk at another party. Been there, done that.”
“With flying colors,” he tacks on.
I snort.
“And I’ve already made out at the library.” I glance at him from the corner of my eye as his lips continue to bow up at the corners. That’s when I realize just how much he’s enjoying this. “So, we’re not going there.”
“Correctamundo.”
“And you’ve already given me the big O in the truck…”
His head whips toward mine. “I told you that didn’t count.”
There’s significantly less humor lacing his voice now as the low timbre of it scrapes at my insides.
“So you claimed.”
I’m so attuned to the man next to me that I barely notice when he pulls into the parking lot of the athletic center and slides into a spot near the front entrance of the building before cutting the engine. He swivels toward me and slides his hand around the curve of my jaw.
“I told you the other night that you’ll check off number six when I’m buried deep inside your pussy.” His gaze searches mine carefully. “Understand?”
That’s all it takes for arousal to explode in my core and air to catch at the back of my throat.
When I remain silent, his brows rise, and his grip tightens around my jaw. “Juliette?”
“I got it.”
His gaze drops to the movement and a groan rumbles up from deep in his throat.
For a second or two, I wonder if he’ll close the distance between us and kiss me again like he did the other night. I’ve dreamed about the way he took my mouth and what it felt like to grind on his thick erection.
Instead, his fingers loosen as he relaxes against the leather seat. My body trembles as I attempt to fight my way free of the thick haze that cocoons itself around me at his slightest touch.
