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Her lips curled in. “You remember that.”
“Baby girl, those words live in my head rent-free now.” Pretty sure my heart beat to them. I’m already somewhere I love because I’m with you.
Damn.
She helped me pull the jacket off the rest of the way, dropping it right there on the ground at our feet. I tugged the blue hoodie I was wearing over my head, and when I looked up, she was pulling her arms out of her sweater.
Alarmed, I straightened, holding out my arms and widening my legs to try and hide her from sight. “Woman, what in fresh hell are you doing?”
“Putting on your hoodie.”
“Putting on your hoodie,” I repeated oh so innocently. Scowling, I folded my arms across my chest. “Flashing a little skin is one thing, but taking off your shirt in the middle of campus… No. I forbid it.”
“I forbid it,” she intoned, her voice all deep and ridiculous.
I arched one eyebrow. “You mocking me?”
“You were just mocking me.”
This conversation was going to Nowhereville. Holding up my hoodie, I said, “You can put this on over your sweater.”
She ducked her head so I could help her, and I hurried to do just that. Did I mention the insane amount of satisfaction I got dressing this girl in my clothes?
Fucking right. It was my favorite.
Well, it was until I kissed her.
“How’s your head, sweetheart?” I asked when it appeared from the blue material.
She looked up, and strands of hair obscured her face.
I tsked and stepped close, my foot bumping into hers. Using both hands, I smoothed away all the strands, gently lifting the length caught in the neck.
“It’s a little sore,” she admitted, standing there watching me fuss with her clothes and hair.
I ached to kiss her again. To take her somewhere private where I could get her naked and cover her body with mine.
Her eyes flickered as if she knew what I was thinking, the tip of that sinful pink tongue darting out to wet her bottom lip.
I swayed forward. “I got you something,” I whispered instead of kissing her the way I wanted.
It took a moment for her attention to redirect from my lips to my eyes. “You did?”
Smiling, I reached into the pocket of my sweats to pull out a brand-new iPhone. “It has the same number as your old one.” It made me wonder. “Do you remember that?”
Dividing a wide stare between me and the phone, she asked, “You got me a new phone?”
“Yours broke. You can’t be running around here without a way for me to call you.”
“It’s pink,” she observed.
I held out the pale-pink device for her to take. “It’s cute. Like you.”
Her throat worked. “You think I’m cute?”
“Among other things,” I murmured.
“What things?” she wondered.
