Page 92 of Wild Child


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My eyes light up. “Oh my god. Maybe they can help!” I scramble to get my phone and send a text to Dane, asking him where they are.

I wait impatiently, staring at the screen. Thankfully, it doesn’t take him too long to answer.

“They’re at the library,” I tell Nash and send another text, asking if they can help me with my computer.

The reply is immediate. “What did they say?”

“They said yes.” I smile up at Nash. “And to meet them there. Come on!” I get out of bed, grab my phone and the laptop, tucking it under my arm, and using my other hand to tug him along.

“Alright, alright.” He chuckles. “Let me grab my keys and wallet.”

The drive there feels like a lifetime. When we get to the library, I’m out of the cart the moment it’s in park.

“Willow!” Nash barks and I come to a halt. He catches up with me. “I know you're in a time crunch and eager to get this solved, but please do not take off like that again. You didn’t even look when you ran through the parking lot. You could have gotten hit.”

“Shit.” My eyes widen. “I’m sorry. I didn’t think.”

“I know, baby,” he says. “Let’s go.”

We head inside and I ask the librarian where Chandler and Dane are.

She points to the back of the room where the computers are. Duh, I should have thought of that. Thanking her, I take off toward them.

“Dear god, woman,” Nash huffs. “When did you get so fast?”

“When it’s a life or death situation,” I pant, not slowing down.

“So dramatic.” He chuckles.

I find the guys sitting at a few of the computers and let out a heavy sigh of relief. “Thank god.”

They both turn to look at me. Dane’s lip twitches. “I’m not a god, but if you're a good girl, we can roleplay.” He chuckles. My cheeks heat and Nash flips him off, just making Dane laugh harder.

Nash grips my chin, guiding my face toward him. “I’m gonna go check out the library. Be a good girl.”

“Can’t make any promises.” I grin cheekily.

He kisses the tip of my nose. “Brat.”

“You love it.”

“I do,” he chuckles. “And I love you.”

“I love you too.”

He presses a heated kiss to my lips and slaps my ass before giving me a sexy smirk and turning around.

“Ahh, Willow?” Chandler’s amusement has me spinning around to face them.

“Sorry.” I laugh. “Here.”

Dane takes it from me. “What's wrong with it?”

“I don’t know. I was doing my essay and it just crashed. I have no idea how any of this works, but I need to see if there's any way I can recover my work. I need to have it to the professor in less than two hours. I don’t have time to write another one.”

Dane nods. “Let’s see what we can do.”

Dane gets to work on my computer, doing … whatever computer dudes do and Chandler comes to sit next to me as I take a seat on the loveseat nearby.

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