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Panic heaves in my gut, making me feel like I’m going to puke. I sit up, scrubbing a hand across my face.
Fuck.
Fuck.
Fuck.
I can’t believe this is happening. Maybe this is a nightmare, and I’m about to wake up for real.
“Morning, Holden.”
My gaze snaps to the left, at the blonde who’s stretching and smiling sleepily at me. She’s pretty. Confident of it too, based on the way she’s flaunting her body.
Once upon a time, she was exactly the kind of girl I’d take upstairs at a party. Eager and hot.
She’s also completely naked. And she knows my name.
My heart takes an abrupt nosedive.
“Did we—” I clear my throat. I’m an atheist, but I send up a small prayer anyway. “Did we hook up last night?”
She raises one eyebrow. Then shakes her head. “No.”
The rush of relief is so strong I slump back against the white sheets, my eyes closing and my breath leaving me in a long exhale.
Cassia has forgiven me for a lot of shit.
I don’t think she would have forgiven ayes.
I don’t think I could have asked her to.
“Thank God,” I breathe.
“But I’m up for it.” A warm hand brushes my abs, dangerously close to my dick, and I realize lying back down was a big mistake. I’m in bed with a naked chick who is not my girlfriend, for fuck’s sake.
I jump out of the bed like someone just electrocuted me and grab my shorts. “I have a girlfriend.”
“So? That didn’t matter last night.”
I glance at her, my heart back in my throat. “You said nothing happened.”
She rolls her eyes. “Nothing did. I came up tomybedroom, and you were passed out and half-naked. I couldn’t move you, so I just went to sleep. Plus, you were hot.” Her gaze roves my shirtless state appreciatively. “You obviously came up here looking for something.”
I snort. “Yeah. Abed.”
I lean down to grab my shirt. When I stand again, the blonde is still lying in the same spot, making no attempt to hide her body. The sheets areright thereto cover up with, and she’s flashing her tits.
“Well,you’re welcome,” she snarks. “I could have called Campus Security, told them there was a random guy in my bed.”
I exhale. “I’m sorry. I was wasted, and it willdefinitelynever happen again.”
“Is it serious?” she asks. “With your girlfriend?”
Her eyes are a contrast to her bored tone. Alert and aware, skimming over my body with interest.
I quickly yank my shirt on and start hunting around for my sneakers.
“Yes,” I reply firmly. “It’s very serious.”
