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Yeah, we wouldn’t want that.
It took me another half hour to comb through it once more, and when I finished, I had a few other small things she could work on, if she wanted to push for a good grade. As it stood right now, she could probably turn it in and get a B, maybe a low A. If she wanted a near perfect score, she’d work on tightening up the language she used and make her counterargument stronger.
When I was finished, Beth offered to walk me home, but I told her I’d be fine. She only wanted to walk me home to see my brother—who she was insanely curious about now—and if I told her that my brother was picking me up, she’d offer to come downstairs with me and wait with me… to see him, of course.
Beth didn’t know Creed was my stepbrother. She didn’t know he was my mystery guy who avoided social media. I did wonder what she’d say if she knew, and maybe one day I’d tell her, but today was not that day.
After saying goodbye to her, I left her dorm room and went to the elevator. Once I was on it, I called Creed, and he picked up on the second ring. “Hey,” I said, “I’m done.”
“Send me the address, and I’ll be right there. Wait in the lobby until I’m there. I’ll text you when I’m outside.”
I couldn’t even rattle off a sarcasticYes, sirbefore he hung up. Straight to business, I guess, but that fit Creed. Creed wasn’t someone who beat around the bush or someone who rambled just to hear himself talk.
I had to Google the name of the dorm building to get the address, but once I had it, I copied and pasted it in a text to Creed, and then I took up a seat in the lobby near the front doors and waited.
Creed texted me the moment his sleek, shiny car pulled up in the small pull-off near the front doors—it’s where everyone loaded and unloaded their car when they were moving or coming in with a lot of bags. You could only leave your car there for fifteen minutes, otherwise you’d get a ticket, according to a sign stationed near the turn-off.
I got up and headed out, going straight to his car. As I climbed in, Creed’s dark eyes were on me. “Have fun?” he asked.
“Fun re-reading the same paper multiple times? Yeah, tons.” My sarcasm might’ve been laid on a bit too thick, but I didn’t care.
Creed pulled us onto the street. “Someone’s feeling feisty.” He shot me a look—and this look said more than his words ever could. This look was the typical Creed look: intense and smug, with a hint of mischievousness. At least, it was the usual expression he gave me.
“I’m not being feisty. I’m just saying, working on papers isn’t exactly fun stuff.” I had to turn my head and stare out of the window, my heart skipping a beat at the look Creed had given me. Certain ideas I’d rather avoid for another few days popped into my head.
Waiting was going to be torture, wasn’t it? Now that I wasn’t feeling shitty like I’d been over the weekend, now that I knew Creed and I were one step closer to being one again, I couldn’t hide my anticipation or my excitement.
Maybe it was wrong, maybe it wasn’t. I didn’t care anymore.
“I think we should do something,” I said. “Something this weekend.” My head turned so I looked at him once more. He was busy driving, so I could stare at him and his handsome profile in peace. “I want to go somewhere with you.”
Creed didn’t hesitate to ask, “And where would you like to go, Taylor?”
“I don’t know.” I thought back to the party Beth had dragged me to, where I’d met that guy—that guy whose name I couldn’t even remember anymore, because the only man in my head was Creed.
He wasn’t a partier. I couldn’t take him to a college party. I’d risk Beth seeing him, or Beth’s other friends seeing us—and I wouldn’t know where to go to start with.
What was like a party, but not? Somewhere I could do some research on, find it easily on the internet? Somewhere the lights were low and you could lose yourself to the night, somewhere Creed and I could be together, and no one would know us?
And then it hit me.
“A club,” I said. “Let’s go to a club.” Those were easily searchable online. There had to be multiple clubs in the city; we could choose one that was the furthest away from the college to avoid any possible sightings. We could dress up a little, have fun, dance together. A club wasn’t my kind of place, but as long as I had Creed by my side, I’d be okay.
And, besides, with Creed it would be fun.
Creed made a right turn, and then he glanced at me. “You want to go to a club? Really? I thought you didn’t like going out.” He sounded a little suspicious.
“Maybe I want to show you off.”
“Maybe I don’t like the idea of showing you off to other guys.” His jealousy peeked through, which made me chuckle, and my chuckling only got him to huff, “What? I’m serious. I’m sure guys are always staring at you, even if you’re too oblivious to notice.”
I didn’t know about that, but I did know there would be no arguing with Creed if that’s what he really thought. “You don’t have to worry about other guys. I…” My voice dropped to a bare whisper, and I reached over the center console to touch Creed’s arm. “I only want you.”
Was that too much to say? Creed had said I belonged to him numerous times already, but it felt different, hearing me say it.
Creed dropped his right arm, pulling his right hand off the steering wheel. He grabbed hold of the hand I’d set on him, his fingers curling around mine tightly. He tossed me a lingering look. “All right, fine. We’ll go to a club, if that’s what you want to do.” When I didn’t say anything, when I only stared back at him, he asked, “What?”
“I said I only want you. That’s when you say you only want me, too,” I whispered. Unless me belonging to him didn’t mean he only wanted me. What if Creed wanted to possess me so no one else could? I knew that didn’t make sense, as he’d already stopped seeing Hailee, but still; the doubt was there.
