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“Switch lab partners,” was all he said, as if his word was final. As if our professor would allow it when we were practically mid-semester into this class. Was he actually serious?
“What? No. I can’t.”
“I don’t like it.”
“You can’t go around jumping to conclusions like that. He’s harmless.”
“Yeah? As long as he stays away, he won’t be harmed.”
I put my hand on my hip. “What are you doing here, Axel?”
“I told you I’d pick you up.”
“Wait. I didn’t tell you what class I was in.” I’d never told him my class schedule. Well, he knew about my early class, but he didn’t know where this class was held.
“Sure, you did. You told me you were in class.” Before I could answer, he was leading me out of the auditorium, giving a curt nod of his chin to the several people who recognized him and called out his name.
Passing through the main entrance, he asked, “Do you have all your things? Everything you need to study?” he added.
“Yes.”
“Good.” He laid a hand on my hip and guided me across the parking lot to his car.
We took off out of the parking lot in the opposite direction of his home. “Where are we going?”
“If I told you, it wouldn’t be much of a surprise, now, would it?”
He still didn’t explain how he knew where I was. “How did you know where to find me today?”
He turned to me, dipping his head slightly, but I couldn’t see his eyes behind the Oakleys he was wearing. “I have my ways.”
“Seriously. I think you’re stalking me.”
“You think?” He pulled into a vacant parking spot right in front of Danielle’s Closet. Leaning over the console, he drew close, inches from my face, as he tugged his sunglasses down his nose.
I caught my bottom lip with my teeth. His eyes darkened as he watched. “Yeah. I think you are,” I said softly.
He inched in closer, and my breath caught. Was he going to kiss me? “Someone needs to keep an eye on you, Hardcore. May as well be me.” He pushed his shades back in place and tapped the tip of my nose. “Come on. Let’s get you dolled up.”
Puzzled, I followed him out of the car. “Dolled up?” I trailed behind him as he opened the door, waiting for me to pass.
“I want to buy you some new clothing.”
“What’s wrong with what I’m wearing?” I had on my boyfriend jeans, a T-shirt, and my favorite sweatshirt. My standard clothing.
“Nothing.” He slung his arm over my shoulder. “I just want to do something nice for you.”
“But it’s not necessary.”
He curled me around until I was facing him. “It’s not necessary, but it’s something I want to do for you.” He trailed his finger up the column of my neck. “Let me spoil you a little, okay?”
His sunglasses were pushed up on top of his head, and his eyes held a sincerity that made my heart gallop. How could I resist him?
“Okay.”
His idea of spoiling me was more than buying an item or two. It was extravagant, borderline obscene how many items of clothing he coaxed me into trying on. More fitted clothing than I was used to wearing—skimpy tank tops with spaghetti straps, short, flirty skirts that left my legs bare, and fitted, girly dresses that weren’t so girly, sexier than I was used to. I wasn’t exactly ashamed of my body, but I never wore clothing that revealed too much skin.
Whenever I questioned him, he shook his head. “Baby, you have a fine-ass body. You should show it off more.”
