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“Wanna know a secret?” I ask her, making it sound like I got some juicy top-secret information.
“What?” She gives me a blank look, knowing me all too well.
I look around as if I’m making sure no one is watching, and lower my voice into a whisper. “I didn’t actually want to come here to study.”
“Oh, really?” She sounds amused now. “And why did you want to come here?”
I take a moment to just look at her, finding that damn sexy freckle under her eye, and having to resist the urge to brush my thumb over it.
Her lips part, her breaths coming out quicker. My cock twitches and I really fucking want to kiss her right now.
But I don’t. This is new and so damn confusing, I don’t want to scare her or make things awkward.
“I just wanted to spend time with you,” I murmur.
“Oh,” she whispers, her cheeks heating as she licks her lips. This girl is making it so damn hard. So, I get up and grab her books, shove them in her bag, and throw it over my shoulder.
Holding my hand out to her, I say, “Come on.”
“Where are we going?” she asks, giving me a skeptical look.
“Come on, Shorty, do you trust me?”
“Yes,” she says without hesitation, and I fucking love it.
She places her hand in mine. It’s soft and warm as I lace my fingers through hers. “Come with me, my lady, and I shall provide you a night full of riveting fun.”
Chapter 23
Lillianna
By riveting fun, I think he meant illegal.
“Bishop, are you crazy!” I whisper-hiss as he pulls me along. We’re ducked down, being careful not to be seen by anyone, as we make our way along the barn on the RVU campus.
“Yes. Why do you ask?” he chuckles back.
“If we get caught, we’re going to get arrested,” my voice is laced with a worrying undertone.
“Nah. We do this all the time.” He dismisses my worry, like the crazy man he is.
“Do what? You still haven’t told me why we’re here.”
I almost stumble into him when he suddenly comes to a stop. “Just wait here.” He pins himself to the wall and inches himself away from me.
I sit there in a damn bush, wondering why the hell I followed this sexy, crazy, tattooed hockey player here. I fail to see how this is more fun than schoolwork.
Okay, that sounds kinda sad.
I’m not trying to be a wet blanket, it’s just I really don’t want to get in trouble with the law.
I watch as Bishop disappears around the corner. As the seconds tick by, I grow more and more worried. Did he get caught? Did he get hurt?
When he doesn’t come back for a minute, I say fuck it and stand up, slowly heading for the corner. Just as I’m about to peek around it, Bishop appears, scaring the crap out of me. I open my mouth to scream, but Bishop’s large palm covers my mouth. “Shhh,” he whispers, grinning like a fool. “Come on.”
He removes his hand and grabs mine, tugging me along. My eyes widen when I hear the sound of a... is that a goat?
There’s a little fenced in pen with a white and black pygmy goat. “Oh my god!” I gasp, putting my hand to my mouth. I look up at Bishop in surprise. “It’s a goat.”
