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The beam of light gets brighter the deeper we move through the room and then we’re in front of the infamous mass of windows, the ones that face out over the gardens. I stop in front of it and so does she, our hands still connected. I can see her little house to the right in the distance. I can even see a couple of her rose bushes, the blooms waving in the breeze.
“There’s your house,” I tell her, my voice barely above a whisper.
“I see it.” She turns to me at the same time I look at her and I wonder if she’s as tempted as I am to just fuck responsibilities and make out instead. “We should look for the boxes.”
Damn. There’s my answer.
I wander over to the other side of the room, wincing at the stack upon stack of boxes that line the wall. Most every one of them has writing on the box, telling us the contents inside but not all of them.
Shit.
“No wonder Viv keeps putting this off,” I mutter, craning my neck to read what the boxes say at the top. “This school seriously needs to move into the digital age.”
“As a Lancaster, you could probably make that happen,” she says, her voice light. Like she might be teasing me. And when I glance over at her to find she’s smiling at me, I shake my head.
“I’ll let someone else take care of that,” I drawl.
Standing up straighter, she rests her hands on her hips, drawing my attention to how they flare. She’s not wearing a jacket—I shrug out of mine, dropping it on the ground without a care—and she’s got her shirt tucked in. We all wear these damn uniforms and everyone looks the same on campus.
But there’s something about Daisy that stands out over everyone else. At least to me. She’s fucking beautiful and sweet. Sexy. I can’t stop staring at her, like she’s my favorite thing to look at in the entire world. The way that pleated plaid skirt flirts around her thighs…
I want to slip my hands under it.
“Where should we start?” she asks, glancing over at me.
“Do we have to start now?” When she raises her brows, I go on. “We’ve got tomorrow to do this too. Let’s just chill.”
“Arch…”
“Daze...” I grin.
She shakes her head, looking at me like I’m a naughty boy and she’s going to bust me. “Vivian trusts us to do this.”
“What Viv doesn’t know, doesn’t hurt her.” I go to her, snatching her around the waist and making her shriek. “Come on, let’s go check out the view again.”
I haul her into my arms, tipping her halfway over my shoulder and she’s literally screaming. Her skirt rides up high and I clamp my hand on the back of one smooth thigh.
She goes silent.
My dick twitches.
Shit.
This girl is dangerous. She fucks with my head and everything else too. If I don’t watch it, she might up end up fucking with my heart.
Not that I have one. Not really.
There’s a table right by the wall of windows, and it’s covered with a thin, old tablecloth. Bending down while keeping a squirming Daisy balanced over my shoulder, I snag the tablecloth off and drop it onto the ground before I deposit her on top of the table, leaving her sprawled across it.
She’s sputtering, her hands braced behind her, her legs slightly spread. Looking like a sexy little snack I want to feast on. “What in the world are you doing, Arch?”
“Tell me to stop and I will.” I bend over her, my hands braced next to her hands, my face level with hers. She’s breathing faster, her eyes searching my face, falling closed right as I touch her lips with mine.
A quiet moan leaves her when I part her lips with my tongue, her head falling back, her tongue tangling with mine. I shift closer, tempted to crawl on the damn table myself and crush her, but I’m afraid it can’t take my weight so I remain restrained. Kissing her lips but touching her nowhere else.
She doesn’t like it. I can tell by the needy noises she makes. How restless she becomes. She wants to feel my hands on her as we continue to kiss and I refuse to touch her. Getting off on seeing how much she wants me.
How much she needs me.
