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Damien was true to his word about not letting my schoolwork fall behind. We each had some textbook chapters to read in our respective classes, so on Thursday, we curled up together on his couch and silently read next to each other.
But when Friday rolled around, we had to have a night apart.
It was Keene’s nineteenth birthday, and Parker had this private room at some club reserved for just the seven of them.
Damien had invited me to go with him, anyway. But I had to work semi-late, readying the set for the broadcasting department’s monthly live report. Besides, I didn’t want to be the only girlfriend there.
Damiendidtalk me into going for a walk with him on the trail earlier in the afternoon before I clocked into work, though. And on our brisk hike, I actually got sweaty. I’d never gotten sweaty while walking with Jaylani before. But a walk with Damien obviously meant a faster pace, accelerated heart rate, and freaking sweat.
He looked happy as he kissed me goodbye at my door, though, so I decided a little sweat was worth it.
I grabbed the front of his shirt as I kissed him back and demanded against his mouth, “Don’t forget that you’re already taken while you’re at that club with a horde of desperate, drunk girls clamoring for this sexy body of yours, alright?”
“Never,” he promised before swatting me on the ass. “I’ll call first thing in the morning and check in.”
I pointed after him as he started away. “You better.”
He winked back, and I think I sighed dreamily.
But he was just so…awesome.
If I’d known having a boyfriend was going to be this great, I would’ve started going steady with them as soon as I’d hit puberty.
Except it was probably Damien himself that made it so good, which meant it was just as well that I’d waited until I’d met him.
Grinning over my luck, I let myself inside the apartment.
It’d been a few days since I’d spent more than five minutes here—which had been mostly just to rush in and back out again after grabbing a change of clothes—so the air felt almost stale as if the place was abandoned.
Thinking Thalia must be gone again towherever, I flipped on a light and hurried up the stairs. I needed to shower, stat, before heading back to campus for work.
When I passed by my roommate’s door, however, I jumped in surprise when I heard her hard voice blare from within.
“I saidno!”
Eyebrows shooting up, I slowed to a stop and totally eavesdropped, moving my face closer to the door.
“I can’t believe you’re blowing me off again, and no, I don’t fucking care if it’s for your wife. That’s actually worse. You said you wereleavingher… Yes, you did, you lying sack of shit.”
My mouth dropped into a deep O as I lifted a hand to cover my lips. But holy shit, was Thalia seeing a married man?
This was juicy.
“Josh…” she growled in disgust, and I had to mouth his name back to myself.
But it definitely sounded like married Josh was going back on his word to her. The dirty, rotten bastard.
Give him hell, Thalia, I silently encouraged.
“Yeah, well… I’d like to see how many craft fairs she’ll want you to take her to when she learns you like fucking students in the backseat of the car she got you for your birthday.”
Oh…snap! He was a teacher, too? This was bad. This was really, really bad.
Unable to stop listening, I edged even closer to the door, eager to hear more.
“No…no…” she insisted hotly. “That’s not a threat. I don’t make threats,professor.”
Damn. This just kept getting spicier by the second.
