put a finger under my chin and forced my head up to look at him. “Tell me what’s going on in there.”
No, it was too early for that conversation. So I shook my head. “It’s nothing. Reading the poem just made me think of my writing class and the poem I have to write Friday.”
Ian didn’t look convinced, but he released my chin. “I’ll see you in the seminar then?”
I nodded and tried for my best smile. “See you then.”
I didn’t sit with Jacqueline and Charlotte in my Astronomy lecture. Instead I picked an empty seat directly at the front of the class. I was determined to push everything else out of my mind and focus on my studies. Maybe if I could take a step back from Ian, I could control the rate at which I was falling for him. The sex certainly wasn’t helping in that regard—it was amazing and nothing like I’d ever imagined. When we were in that world, it was like we could read each other’s minds. As if we’d been doing it for years rather than simply experimenting with new things together.
After an hour of studying in the Science building, I arrived at our History of Music seminar a little late. When I entered the room, everyone stopped talking and looked at me. Ian was reclining in his chair dangerously, the front two legs off the ground. He grinned and pulled out the chair beside him. Mark had taken my usual seat across the table.
Professor Durst was always trying to get our group to interact like buddies rather than peers, and she loved playing the young prof that could relate to us. Today was no different.
“We were just saying we could all see it coming,” she told me with a knowing smile.
“By the way they were at each other all the time,” Stacy piped up.
Durst laughed. “Anyway we’re happy for you.”
Ian shot me a sexy smirk that melted my insides and brought forth memories of our sexcapade only hours earlier. If only they knew what we got up to together, his look said. Our dirty secret. Here we were, looking like such a nice young couple—so innocent and in love.
Ian kept his arm on the back of my chair throughout the entire class. Even though he wasn’t touching me, I could still feel him. At the end of class, it took all my willpower to turn down his invite to come over later.
“Been thinking about earlier,” he said, wrapping his hand around my ponytail like he had the tie. The memory made me instantly wet. “Stay at my place tonight.”
“I thought I’d go for dinner with the girls. Haven’t seen them since we told them.” I hadn’t even really seen Melissa. Last night I’d come home late from the library and she’d already been in bed.
“Fair enough.” He released me and kissed the top of my head. “My door’s always open.”
As he walked away, I sent a text to Lena, Melissa and Carly asking if they wanted to go for dinner at 5:30. Then I hurried to my writing class.
At the end of the school day, I was so exhausted I could barely climb the four stories up to my floor. Lena’s door was open at the end of the hall and as I neared my room, I could see her lying on her stomach reading a textbook. Hearing my footsteps, she glanced up and then grinned.
“Lex!” she cried and rolled off the bed. “I’ve been waiting for you to get back. Ready to go?”
“Yep. Just let me switch bags.”
The door to my room was closed and locked. Strange. I fumbled around in my bag until I found my keys and unlocked it. Melissa was out, which was strange. She hadn’t responded to my text but I’d assumed she’d be waiting in the room. We never went for dinner before 6 p.m.
I quickly grabbed my purse and returned to the hallway, where I found Lena standing with Carly, Jill and Ling.
“They’re coming too,” Lena said, sounding slightly disappointed.
Up until now, Jill and Ling hadn’t paid Lena or me any attention. The best way to explain it was that we different types of girls. They had fake IDs and spent Friday evenings curling their hair and
No, it was too early for that conversation. So I shook my head. “It’s nothing. Reading the poem just made me think of my writing class and the poem I have to write Friday.”
Ian didn’t look convinced, but he released my chin. “I’ll see you in the seminar then?”
I nodded and tried for my best smile. “See you then.”
I didn’t sit with Jacqueline and Charlotte in my Astronomy lecture. Instead I picked an empty seat directly at the front of the class. I was determined to push everything else out of my mind and focus on my studies. Maybe if I could take a step back from Ian, I could control the rate at which I was falling for him. The sex certainly wasn’t helping in that regard—it was amazing and nothing like I’d ever imagined. When we were in that world, it was like we could read each other’s minds. As if we’d been doing it for years rather than simply experimenting with new things together.
After an hour of studying in the Science building, I arrived at our History of Music seminar a little late. When I entered the room, everyone stopped talking and looked at me. Ian was reclining in his chair dangerously, the front two legs off the ground. He grinned and pulled out the chair beside him. Mark had taken my usual seat across the table.
Professor Durst was always trying to get our group to interact like buddies rather than peers, and she loved playing the young prof that could relate to us. Today was no different.
“We were just saying we could all see it coming,” she told me with a knowing smile.
“By the way they were at each other all the time,” Stacy piped up.
Durst laughed. “Anyway we’re happy for you.”
Ian shot me a sexy smirk that melted my insides and brought forth memories of our sexcapade only hours earlier. If only they knew what we got up to together, his look said. Our dirty secret. Here we were, looking like such a nice young couple—so innocent and in love.
Ian kept his arm on the back of my chair throughout the entire class. Even though he wasn’t touching me, I could still feel him. At the end of class, it took all my willpower to turn down his invite to come over later.
“Been thinking about earlier,” he said, wrapping his hand around my ponytail like he had the tie. The memory made me instantly wet. “Stay at my place tonight.”
“I thought I’d go for dinner with the girls. Haven’t seen them since we told them.” I hadn’t even really seen Melissa. Last night I’d come home late from the library and she’d already been in bed.
“Fair enough.” He released me and kissed the top of my head. “My door’s always open.”
As he walked away, I sent a text to Lena, Melissa and Carly asking if they wanted to go for dinner at 5:30. Then I hurried to my writing class.
At the end of the school day, I was so exhausted I could barely climb the four stories up to my floor. Lena’s door was open at the end of the hall and as I neared my room, I could see her lying on her stomach reading a textbook. Hearing my footsteps, she glanced up and then grinned.
“Lex!” she cried and rolled off the bed. “I’ve been waiting for you to get back. Ready to go?”
“Yep. Just let me switch bags.”
The door to my room was closed and locked. Strange. I fumbled around in my bag until I found my keys and unlocked it. Melissa was out, which was strange. She hadn’t responded to my text but I’d assumed she’d be waiting in the room. We never went for dinner before 6 p.m.
I quickly grabbed my purse and returned to the hallway, where I found Lena standing with Carly, Jill and Ling.
“They’re coming too,” Lena said, sounding slightly disappointed.
Up until now, Jill and Ling hadn’t paid Lena or me any attention. The best way to explain it was that we different types of girls. They had fake IDs and spent Friday evenings curling their hair and
Similar Books
