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“Not initially. At first, he was fine. Then he got all rowdy and showy with the hugs and kisses. But once we hit the party house, whichever one we were at and he started to trash the other team, then he got nasty. There was always a fight, and he was always involved.”
“He ever turn on you?”
Wrenlee paused in her story telling.
I ran my fingers along her spine in long strokes and she settled deeper into my chest. I wanted her closer, couldn’t get enough of him, contact, kisses, just holding her to me. It broke me that she’d only been in my life for a handful of hours. I needed it to be so much longer than that. Somewhere deep inside me lit up with the urge to make a history with this woman.
“Once. The night that I walked away from him. I don't think he meant to hit me. He swung at someone else. They moved and I got in the way. I hid in the bathroom and then when I came out, ready to face off with him...he had two girls in his lap playing hide the sausage. I just walked out.”
“Did he call you to apologize?”
I trailed my fingers through her hair, massaging the back of her neck. Having her curled around me was like being beneath a damn good quilt. I stifled a yawn against the back of my hand, sinking deeper into my pillow.
“Never. Not a message, nothing. I guess he might be ashamed. Or maybe he doesn’t care. I didn’t chase or look him up. I just let it go.” She shrugged into my hands.
“You deserve so much better, Wrenlee.”
I kissed the top of her head and rested my cheek against it. Vanilla and berry notes wafted from her. I didn’t know if I could give herbetter, but I was damn well willing to try.
She felt and smelled so damn good, and I was in so much trouble with this girl. Her hand skated over my shirt, slipping beneath it to go on a little discovery tour.
“Tomorrow, kitten.” I yawned. “I’m shattered. But get closer so I can fall asleep with your cute little body wrapped around me.”
“Cute?” The single word came out muffled against my skin.
“S’what I said. Sleep.” I pulled her warmth onto my chest, covering us both with blankets, and relaxed into my pillow. I’d probably pay for thecuteremark in the morning.
For now, sleep. Then tomorrow...I passed out with a smile on my face, thinking of the things I’d do to her to get another of those little noises I already adored.
The cute ones.
CHAPTER SIX
WRENLEE
I woke next to bear of a man, his arms wrapped around me like he never wanted to let go, and it feltgood. Better than good; Leon even smelled sexy in the mornings and for an exhausted hockey player, that was saying something.
Muted light filtered through heavy velvet looking drapes, a far cry from my own on campus housing because Daddy didn’t want me associating with townies and commoners.
Like the cadre of Rippton’s prime students who overpopulated the local town in a bid for personal freedom weren’t the offspring of the world’s most eligible futures. If someone bombed the place or decided to hold the kids hostage the parents would wage wars for their return.
Well, most of them would, anyway. I knew a few of the students who didn’t get along with their families, and mine were horrified that all I wanted to do with my life was massage and treat damaged soldiers and the occasional sports professional. Maybe a few amateurs thrown in for good measure.
Nope, in no way was my six figure dollar personal tithe making up for my poor life choices, according to my father. It did, however, put a dent in our cash flow which was how I ended up driving a car that outlived its usefulness at least a decade ago.
Daddy didn’t care, providing I made connections and introduced him to hot new things–of both genders–that he could prime, primp and fuck. Not necessarily in that order.
That was the funny thing about an excess of wealth in the billionaire world. Everyone worried what was coming for them next, and then they did stupid shit that dug deeper holes forthem to cover up. A culture I was keen to get away and stay away from.
Why, then, was I curled half naked around Rippon’s most eligible in the most notorious frat house on campus? Napoleon Lancaster took that title seeing as Beau Bennet was off the lists with his new little Toy, if the rumors were true.
I had no idea where my sensibilities disappeared to, but I suspected they were left behind next to a pile of discarded duct tape in the middle of Death valley where I found the sleeping bear the day before.
My hand flexed against Leon’s chest, tracing patterns over the smooth skin. Even though he had the build of a giant with his six and a half feet height, Leon’s bulky shoulders and arms were nothing like Brett, the Blackstone U basketballer I dated last year.Cheater Brett. Beater Brett.His muscle was longer, leaner but the man I wrapped myself around was no less ripped.
I let my fingers trail between the highly defined muscles of his eight pack to the half vee showing at his hips. My tour stops when I reach the waistband of his boxers, though I slid one fingertip beneath the satiny material to run over his smooth skin there.
“Having fun?” His hand came down on mine,hard, flattening my palm to his abs. My fingers grazed his hardening cock that strained against my knuckles. “If you wanted a lesson, Cheshire, you just had to ask.”
