only other option was to sit beside him. Smirking inwardly, he patted the mattress, shifting over slightly so that she’d have room.
Without a word, she sat down, folding her hands in her lap, all prim and proper – it made his inner smirk widen until his jaw ached from containing it, because he remembered how she’d dirty danced with him last night. It made his cock twitch just thinking about it. Across the room, Riley crossed her legs. Jet’s eyes followed the movement and judging by the look on Terri’s face he’d better stop before he got his eyes gouged out.
“So,” Riley chirped, “what’re we doing today?”
“Well, we can’t go out,” Chloe sniffed, flicking her gaze over his chest and then towards the dirty clothes around the room, “Parker clearly doesn’t have anything to wear.”
The others snickered and he was smart enough to feel a little ashamed of how he’d let his half of the room get so messy in such a short period of time, but that feeling quickly passed.
“They’re clean, actually. I just couldn’t be bothered to hang them up.”
“So, you’re messy and lazy.”
Putting an arm around her shoulders, he leant in close. “I guess I need a woman to whip me into shape.”
Shrugging off his arm, she put some space between them. “Keep looking.”
There was a blush in her cheeks, but the look she shot him was pure pissed-off female. He grimaced; already he’d broken the implied promise to stop flirting. He knew what she wanted and he knew what he was prepared to give and the simple truth was that it didn’t match up, yet he couldn’t stop pushing for more than friendship.
They ended up going down to the quad, after Parker found a clean shirt to wear, so that they could lounge in the sun. Laying on the grass, listening to the others talk, he almost drifted back to sleep several times. A shadow passed over him and he opened his eyes to peer up at Jet.
“We’re going to get a burger, you coming?”
“Uuuhh,” he grunted, taking the hand the other guy offered him and letting Jet yank him to his feet. His ribs ached and he lumbered up with all the elegance of a bull. “Thanks.”
As they headed towards the diner, Parker fell back to walk alongside Chloe. “You’re looking a bit pink here,” he commented, running a finger over her shoulder.
“Yeah,” she frowned, “I put sun-cream on, but I think I need to buy a stronger one.”
“Probably,” he agreed, “you’ve got really pale skin.”
Lips twisting wryly, she shrugged, “I’m English, we don’t get the sun like you get here.”
When they got to the diner, Jet stole his thunder and held the door open for the girls. A waitress showed them to a booth; since it was so early there were only a few other people there and he edged in front of Riley so that he could slide in next to Chloe. Both girls shot him a look, but he feigned innocence, picking up a menu to study, not that he needed it. For the last two years, he’d ordered the same thing every time he came here – the homemade bacon burger, packed with extra cheese and onions. It reminded him of the burgers they served in the diner back home.
When the waitress came to collect their orders, Jet, Terri and Parker all asked for milkshakes and burgers, while Riley ordered a salad, much to her sister’s disgust.
“And what about you?” the young waitress asks Chloe, cocking a hip.
“I’ll have the chicken burger and chips, please.”
For a moment, the waitress looked vaguely confused, before Jet said, “She means fries.”
“Oh. Anything to drink?”
“Coke, please.”
As they waited for their food, more groups of students began to filter in for lunch and the noise level rocketed, so much so that Parker had to lean towards Chloe slightly to hear her when she spoke. Every time he did so, he caught a whiff of whatever shampoo she used, something faintly fruity.
When there was a lapse in the conversation, he rested his arm along the back of the
Without a word, she sat down, folding her hands in her lap, all prim and proper – it made his inner smirk widen until his jaw ached from containing it, because he remembered how she’d dirty danced with him last night. It made his cock twitch just thinking about it. Across the room, Riley crossed her legs. Jet’s eyes followed the movement and judging by the look on Terri’s face he’d better stop before he got his eyes gouged out.
“So,” Riley chirped, “what’re we doing today?”
“Well, we can’t go out,” Chloe sniffed, flicking her gaze over his chest and then towards the dirty clothes around the room, “Parker clearly doesn’t have anything to wear.”
The others snickered and he was smart enough to feel a little ashamed of how he’d let his half of the room get so messy in such a short period of time, but that feeling quickly passed.
“They’re clean, actually. I just couldn’t be bothered to hang them up.”
“So, you’re messy and lazy.”
Putting an arm around her shoulders, he leant in close. “I guess I need a woman to whip me into shape.”
Shrugging off his arm, she put some space between them. “Keep looking.”
There was a blush in her cheeks, but the look she shot him was pure pissed-off female. He grimaced; already he’d broken the implied promise to stop flirting. He knew what she wanted and he knew what he was prepared to give and the simple truth was that it didn’t match up, yet he couldn’t stop pushing for more than friendship.
They ended up going down to the quad, after Parker found a clean shirt to wear, so that they could lounge in the sun. Laying on the grass, listening to the others talk, he almost drifted back to sleep several times. A shadow passed over him and he opened his eyes to peer up at Jet.
“We’re going to get a burger, you coming?”
“Uuuhh,” he grunted, taking the hand the other guy offered him and letting Jet yank him to his feet. His ribs ached and he lumbered up with all the elegance of a bull. “Thanks.”
As they headed towards the diner, Parker fell back to walk alongside Chloe. “You’re looking a bit pink here,” he commented, running a finger over her shoulder.
“Yeah,” she frowned, “I put sun-cream on, but I think I need to buy a stronger one.”
“Probably,” he agreed, “you’ve got really pale skin.”
Lips twisting wryly, she shrugged, “I’m English, we don’t get the sun like you get here.”
When they got to the diner, Jet stole his thunder and held the door open for the girls. A waitress showed them to a booth; since it was so early there were only a few other people there and he edged in front of Riley so that he could slide in next to Chloe. Both girls shot him a look, but he feigned innocence, picking up a menu to study, not that he needed it. For the last two years, he’d ordered the same thing every time he came here – the homemade bacon burger, packed with extra cheese and onions. It reminded him of the burgers they served in the diner back home.
When the waitress came to collect their orders, Jet, Terri and Parker all asked for milkshakes and burgers, while Riley ordered a salad, much to her sister’s disgust.
“And what about you?” the young waitress asks Chloe, cocking a hip.
“I’ll have the chicken burger and chips, please.”
For a moment, the waitress looked vaguely confused, before Jet said, “She means fries.”
“Oh. Anything to drink?”
“Coke, please.”
As they waited for their food, more groups of students began to filter in for lunch and the noise level rocketed, so much so that Parker had to lean towards Chloe slightly to hear her when she spoke. Every time he did so, he caught a whiff of whatever shampoo she used, something faintly fruity.
When there was a lapse in the conversation, he rested his arm along the back of the
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