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“Alright. Great,” she said with a smile as she scooped up her coffee and pushed to her feet.
I stepped back from the railing, realizing our encounter was drawing to a close. “Thanks again for the water,” I said, lifting the bottle in farewell.
Her smile was personal and intimate. Full of dimples. “You’re welcome.”
Then, she turned away and went inside.
Once the door shut behind her, I blew out a heavy breath and glanced at the bottle in my hand. My gaze lifted to the apartment building, and the goofy smile on my face froze as a cold ache spread through my stomach because, shit, I’d forgotten to tell her about Thalia. Again.
Great. Way to dig yourself into an even deeper hole, Archer.
I’d been so involved in the idea of getting to spend more time with Oaklynn that nothing else had crossed my mind.
Now I really,reallyneeded to tell her everything. And soon.
10
DAMIEN
My hands were shoved deep in my pockets so I wouldn’t be tempted to check the time on my wrist again, even though I knew it had to be about five minutes until six...since I’d just freaking checked the time ten seconds ago.
I glanced up at Stetson’s stone face to make sure he wasn’t sending me a judgmental leer and rested a foot on the base of his statue, wondering how Oaklynn was going to react when I told her about Thalia.
The student union loomed behind me. Groups of people had already gushed past, intent to reach the cafeteria before all the food ran out. Facing away from the building, I glanced around the rest of campus, only to spot a solitary figure strolling toward me.
From that moment on, my mind emptied so completely that it could only focus on watching art in action.
But fuck me, she’d dressed up.
She wore a short jean skirt, a sleeveless floral top that hugged her chest, and sandals with heels.
High heels always made me think of sex, and this was no exception. An intense vision lit up the inside of my head where I picked her up, my hands gripping her ass, and pressed her against the side of the student union while she wound her dark, bare legs around my waist and dug the sharp heels of her sandals into the base of my spine.
A flush of raw heat prickled its way along my flesh.
I felt way too underdressed in my worn jeans and plain brown and yellow HaveU shirt to be around her.
“Hey, you made it,” she greeted happily with both her dimples on full display as she drew close, which did nothing to dampen the semi-aroused state I was already in. But then she opened her arms for a hug, and my body went into hypersensitive overload.
“Wow, you look great,” I admitted, returning the hug and gritting my teeth as the scent of peaches flooded me.
Her breasts felt particularly soft and lush against my chest. It made my head flood, my blood thicken, and my cock harder.
“Mmm, and yousmellgood,” she returned before pulling away. Her voice slid along my nerve endings like a hot tongue.
And when my gaze caught hers, her dark, dark brown eyes did things to me.
I wanted her. I wanted her with an intensity that made everything else unimportant.
“Thanks again for agreeing to keep me company tonight,” she was telling me as she ran a hand over her glossy, dark hair. “I feel like I should know way more people in town than I do after being here for over a month, but classes and my part-time, student-employment job have been kicking my ass. After I get home and finish all my homework and research, I usually just want to curl up in a ball and sleep.”
“Yeah, it’s no problem,” I answered. “Like I said, I eat tacos.”
“Great.” She smiled, pleased by my answer as she clasped her hands in front of her. “So…do you want to head inside and eatnowor…?”
“Whatever you want,” I answered as I silently hoped we’d get food first. The other option seemed like I’d have to talk more, and I didn’t want to admit that I wasn’t the best conversationalist. I’d gotten better over the years, but no one would ever call mechatty.
The hot, achy look Oaklynn sent me seemed to say she wasn’t all that interested in foodortalking.
