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The charity event wasn’t nearly as dull as I thought it’d be.
Everybody we invited showed up, and Omicron Alpha exceeded its goal. Aiden and the rest of the fraternity guys did a decent job of not being total douchebags in front of our landlord, who, of course, showed up because why wouldn’t she?
It seemed like all my fraternity brothers managed to secure hookups except for myself.
After everybody went home, and the place was clean, I found myself just sitting on the couch. The sounds of my fraternity brothers fucking girls filled the house, which served as a stark reminder that I needed to get laid.
For the first time since attending Exley as a freshman, I was alone on a Friday night.
I contemplated texting Isabella to see if she wanted to get together, but our agreement was discreet. Our other night-time hookups were carefully planned in advance, occurring everywhere from our cars to the library. Hell, I even fucked her in the gazebo of a local park. We almost got caught as a flashlight spotted us as we reached climax and I was in the process of fastening my pants.
Lying on the couch, I began to think about her. I thought about the silky smoothness of her skin. I thought about the way she devoured me every single time we were together and thought about the ways in which she was so much more than I ever imagined her to be. I thought about her running her hands over my body as I reached into my pants to massage my hard cock. And then the front door swinging open brought me back to reality.
Alone on the couch on a Friday night.
I couldn’t take it.
I left the fraternity house and walked across campus, trying to come up with an excuse before I got to Isabella’s place. She hadn’t been answering any of my text messages that evening, which didn’t alarm me, but really bothered me. Isabella had a tendency to turn off her cell phone whenever she was studying so I figured that’s what was up.
Which is probably what I needed to do, too.
I stopped in my tracks in front of the student union building.
Smiling at each other in front of a second-floor window was Isabella and a guy. There was no reason for her to be working that late on a Friday night, and from the looks of things, they weren’t working.
Isabella kept laughing at whatever the guy was saying. That sweet, innocent laugh of hers pulled at my heart and made me weak in the knees. Before Isabella, no other girl had made me feel that way.
And I fucking hated that feeling.
Even more than that, I hated the pangs of jealousy that threatened to overtake me.
