older and everything, and what if they’re secretly psychopaths?”
“Calm down,” she tells me gently. “Boys in college are usually only after one thing and that’s the only thing we might have to worry about tonight. What I’m interested to see, however, is how he will go about trying to get it. That’s the fun part.”
She kneels down to put her heels on, and I bite the skin around my nails. “I’m not interested in learning that with Kennedy, or anyone.” And that is the truth. Thinking of any sexual contact makes me cheeks turn as bright as my blouse. And not in a good way.
She shoots me a disbelieving look. “How can you not want to climb that man like a tree? Both of them are beyond sexy, not bad for our first night out.”
The first part of her comment makes me uncomfortable because for a second, I picture just that. “There’s no way a guy like that would be into someone like me.” He’s too good looking. Too experienced. Too…much.
Sabrina rolls her eyes harder than I’ve ever seen someone roll their eyes before. “Indigo, I’m into you like that, and I don’t have a lesbian bone in my body.”
KENNEDY
The taxi comes to a stop outside of Indigo’s dorm, and Shawn pulls out his phone to shoot Sabrina a quick text to let her know we’re here. I look up at the large brick building and note the three stories, remembering what my mom said about Indigo not wanting to be on the ground floor. Scanning the windows, I wonder which one is her room and if she feels safe. A wave of protectiveness floods me out of nowhere, and I clear my throat, shocked at the intensity. I don’t even know her, why am I fighting back the need to demand she tell me if she’s comfortable in her room?
“Let’s hope they’re not the type of girls to keep a man waiting,” Shawn murmurs.
“I can’t wait forever,” the taxi driver comments rudely over his shoulder. “It’s my busiest night.”
“Yeah, yeah,” Shawn mutters. His phone buzzes and he checks the screen. “Relax buddy, they’re coming down now.”
I watch the double doors, recognizing that I’m really looking forward to seeing Indigo again. I won’t lie to myself, and while I don’t have any no intentions for the night as I have no friggin clue how to proceed with this girl, I’m hoping that she’ll at least let me dance with her for a song or two. The PG thought makes me smile, as I have anything but PG thoughts when it comes to her. But if there’s anything I do know, is I’ve got to take it slow with this one.
Several seniors pile through the double doors, but I can tell they’re preoccupied by something from the way a few of them are looking back over their shoulders. Two of them stop before they’re all the way through to hold open the doors, which I then see is to let Indigo and Sabrina walk through.
“Holy, God,” I hear myself say. I instinctively lean forward to get a better look at Indigo and what she’s wearing. My eyes hone in on the sexy sliver of her bare stomach and my chest tightens as I watch her glide gracefully toward the car in the way that she has. She’s wearing some red shirt that clings to her chest and little arms, and I picture peeling it off her like a second skin. I swallow roughly, and then wonder if my fucking mouth just watered.
Shawn claps his hands together and rubs them in anticipation, “This is going to be a great night.”
I’m not getting shown up by the seniors. Fuck that. I scramble out of the taxi to hold the door open for her. I haven’t been able to drag my eyes away from her, but she doesn’t meet my gaze until she’s by the hood of the car. When she does and her blue eyes touch mine, I feel it in my balls.
“Hello again,” she says with a small smile and an even smaller wave.
I force my eyes to stay locked on hers, the strain of not checking out her body physically difficult when she walks around to stand in front of me. She’s a little bit taller with her heels, but I
“Calm down,” she tells me gently. “Boys in college are usually only after one thing and that’s the only thing we might have to worry about tonight. What I’m interested to see, however, is how he will go about trying to get it. That’s the fun part.”
She kneels down to put her heels on, and I bite the skin around my nails. “I’m not interested in learning that with Kennedy, or anyone.” And that is the truth. Thinking of any sexual contact makes me cheeks turn as bright as my blouse. And not in a good way.
She shoots me a disbelieving look. “How can you not want to climb that man like a tree? Both of them are beyond sexy, not bad for our first night out.”
The first part of her comment makes me uncomfortable because for a second, I picture just that. “There’s no way a guy like that would be into someone like me.” He’s too good looking. Too experienced. Too…much.
Sabrina rolls her eyes harder than I’ve ever seen someone roll their eyes before. “Indigo, I’m into you like that, and I don’t have a lesbian bone in my body.”
KENNEDY
The taxi comes to a stop outside of Indigo’s dorm, and Shawn pulls out his phone to shoot Sabrina a quick text to let her know we’re here. I look up at the large brick building and note the three stories, remembering what my mom said about Indigo not wanting to be on the ground floor. Scanning the windows, I wonder which one is her room and if she feels safe. A wave of protectiveness floods me out of nowhere, and I clear my throat, shocked at the intensity. I don’t even know her, why am I fighting back the need to demand she tell me if she’s comfortable in her room?
“Let’s hope they’re not the type of girls to keep a man waiting,” Shawn murmurs.
“I can’t wait forever,” the taxi driver comments rudely over his shoulder. “It’s my busiest night.”
“Yeah, yeah,” Shawn mutters. His phone buzzes and he checks the screen. “Relax buddy, they’re coming down now.”
I watch the double doors, recognizing that I’m really looking forward to seeing Indigo again. I won’t lie to myself, and while I don’t have any no intentions for the night as I have no friggin clue how to proceed with this girl, I’m hoping that she’ll at least let me dance with her for a song or two. The PG thought makes me smile, as I have anything but PG thoughts when it comes to her. But if there’s anything I do know, is I’ve got to take it slow with this one.
Several seniors pile through the double doors, but I can tell they’re preoccupied by something from the way a few of them are looking back over their shoulders. Two of them stop before they’re all the way through to hold open the doors, which I then see is to let Indigo and Sabrina walk through.
“Holy, God,” I hear myself say. I instinctively lean forward to get a better look at Indigo and what she’s wearing. My eyes hone in on the sexy sliver of her bare stomach and my chest tightens as I watch her glide gracefully toward the car in the way that she has. She’s wearing some red shirt that clings to her chest and little arms, and I picture peeling it off her like a second skin. I swallow roughly, and then wonder if my fucking mouth just watered.
Shawn claps his hands together and rubs them in anticipation, “This is going to be a great night.”
I’m not getting shown up by the seniors. Fuck that. I scramble out of the taxi to hold the door open for her. I haven’t been able to drag my eyes away from her, but she doesn’t meet my gaze until she’s by the hood of the car. When she does and her blue eyes touch mine, I feel it in my balls.
“Hello again,” she says with a small smile and an even smaller wave.
I force my eyes to stay locked on hers, the strain of not checking out her body physically difficult when she walks around to stand in front of me. She’s a little bit taller with her heels, but I
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