Total pages in book: 37
Estimated words: 34195 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 171(@200wpm)___ 137(@250wpm)___ 114(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 34195 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 171(@200wpm)___ 137(@250wpm)___ 114(@300wpm)
Me: Oh the kiss. No worries.
I hit send and then show it to Zoey.
“Add a winky face,” she suggests. Reid snatches the phone from my hand.
“Coach is a good man, but he’s not to be fucked with.” I roll my eyes and snatch the phone back. I jerk my head up when a knock sounds at the door. “Told you.” Reid turns to head toward the door.
I grab his arm. “Don’t big brother this. Not yet,” I plead with him. I have no idea what is going on with Theo, but I’m not ready for it to die out yet.
He relents, letting Zoey pull him back toward her bedroom. I open the door, and excitement bubbles up inside of me at the sight of Theo standing there.
“Don’t play games with me.”
“Aren’t games like your thing?” His lips twitch.
I lean up against the doorframe, trying to play it cool. I’m in way over my head here. Not only physically but emotionally as well.
“Do you always brush off the people you’ve kissed?”
“I thought we were supposed to be brushing it off?”
He doesn’t answer me. He only stares down at me with those cool blue eyes of his. “And how can you call me out about kissing so many people when I saw you at the coffee shop with Tiffany? And if I had to guess you were leaving the other night to meet up with her for a booty call.”
The bark of laughter that comes from him surprises me. “Booty call? I went to get food. I’m a terrible fucking cook.”
“Oh.”
He steps in closer to me. “Did it make you mad thinking that’s what I was going to go do? Because it pissed me the fuck off thinking about you going to that party.”
I suck in a breath. That was the last thing I thought he was going to say. “We don’t know each other,” I blurt out. “We shouldn’t care what the other is doing.” Yet I can’t seem to stop myself from doing exactly that.
“But here we are.”
“Here we are,” I repeat. He reaches up, almost touching my cheek, but he stops himself.
“Stay away from frat parties.” His hand drops, and he takes a step back, hitting the button for the elevator. The doors open, and he gets on. “I never kissed Tiffany.”
I smile, having no clue what the hell is happening here, but it’s something. I can feel it.
8
Theodore
“It’s interesting meeting you here.” Willow smirks, not stepping closer to me. She’s going to make me come to her.
Today she’s got on an oversized hoodie and yoga pants with a pair of sneakers. She knew she was going to see me. There are no sexy clothes or done-up hair or makeup to try to snag my attention. She doesn’t have to try because she always has my attention. So much so that she has me all out of sorts.
I reach out of the elevator and snag her around the waist to pull her on with me. She comes easily, her body melting into mine. That’s all she gets to say before I’m kissing her. The elevator ride, like all the others this week, is far too short for my liking.
We break apart when the doors open, and she strolls off like nothing happened. My cock is harder than it’s ever been in my life. You’d have no idea that thirty minutes ago I was standing in my shower trying to fix the problem.
Thing is, my dick knew where I was going. I didn’t only get Willow’s phone number, I got her school schedule as well. Now I find myself meeting her on the elevator every morning to get a taste of her. She lets me have it then strolls off, leaving me behind.
“Bring home the win, Bear.” She winks at me as she pushes out the doors to our building. I stand there and watch her until she’s out of sight. Today was different. There were no classes for her, but I told her I was getting on the elevator and that I expected to see her. There she was wearing a big smile when I stepped on, doing exactly as I’d asked, but still I was annoyed. That annoyance only grows as I follow her out and head toward my car. The more time I spend with her, the harder it is for me to be without her.
I pull out my phone and text her. She’s been calling me Bear for the last few days. I finally break and ask her about it. That’s all I’ve been doing lately: breaking down and bending all the rules when it comes to her. I want to blame her for it, but it would be bullshit. I’m always the one seeking her out. She doesn't push me away, but she doesn't try to pull me in either. Still, I keep falling more and more for her. I can’t stay away.