Total pages in book: 45
Estimated words: 44127 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 221(@200wpm)___ 177(@250wpm)___ 147(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 44127 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 221(@200wpm)___ 177(@250wpm)___ 147(@300wpm)
“How’s your mom doing?”
A few weeks ago, Waverly’s mom was the Vice Principal at Winchester. But she’s just moved to New York to start her new job as Dean of Admissions for NYU, which is a pretty swank job if you ask me.
“She’s good,” Waverly shrugs. “She loves her apartment and living in the city, and I think we found some renters for our house here.”
Colton nods. “And you? Dorm life treating you okay?”
Right, that’s the other part of it. Since her mom has now moved to New York, she’s put their house here in Southworth up for rent, and so Waverly’s living in the dorms now for the first time ever. Which, seeing as she’s on my and Sasha’s floor, is pretty great, I have to say.
“It’s really good, actually,” she smiles, turning to wink at me. “I’ve got a great guide to navigating the showers and dining hall at peak hours.”
Colton smiles this perfect, panty-melting smile, and I just shiver as I drink it in.
“Well,” he smiles again. “Better get to class. Ladies.” He nods at each of us stiffly, his eyes lingering on mine a bit longer than normal and that fire behind them sparking before he turns and strides away down the hall.
“You know, I know people think he’s a big tight-assed grump, but he’s a really nice guy,” Waverly shrugs. “He was great with my mom putting her notice in and everything.”
“Uh-huh,” I answer without really hearing her, my eyes locked onto him. And I’m not listening to Waverly, because all I can think of is last night, I saw him with his cock out—his huge cock—stroking it until he came with my name on his lips.
“Alright, I do need to get to class,” she sighs. “See you at practice later?”
“Uh-huh.”
She laughs, rolling her eyes as I break out of my trance and glance at her.
“Dude, you need some coffee or something today.”
I blush. “Yeah… yeah, maybe.”
She grins. “Or some hot action with a cute boy?”
I roll my eyes, my cheeks burning fiercely.
“Right, I’ll get right on that.”
She takes off for class, leaving me standing there stewing in my thoughts. The thing is, she’s right. It is about a boy, and yeah do I want something with him. Except, it’s not a “boy” at all.
It’s a man. A very tempting, very dominant, very off-limits man.
* * *
It’s getting dark this time of year by the time swim practice is over. And of course, Waverly has to stay late for extra conditioning since she’s the golden girl of the team. I roll my eyes at myself though the second I think it. I know it comes off as jealousy, but it really isn’t. I mean I love swimming, and I’m pretty good, but Waverly is something else entirely. She’s what you’d call “natural talent,” and if she doesn’t go to like, the Olympics or something at some point, I’ll be shocked.
As I step out of the gym, I take a breath of the crisp fall air, and the gears in my head start to turn. I’ve been avoiding thinking about it all night, but now it’s sort of the do-or-do-not moment. On the one hand, there’s Colton’s offer of staying at his place. And as very tempting as that is, I know it’s a terrible idea, because I know I’m just going to end up embarrassing myself. I’m going accidentally let it out how crazy I am for him, when he’s really just being nice. Or I’m going to get caught spying on him or something creepy like that.
I groan, blushing as I start to head back across the darkening campus to my dorm. My thoughts tease back to last night, and what I saw… and heard.
He said my name
Heat tingles through me, and I swallow thickly at the memory of Colton stroking his big, big cock, and moaning my name as he did.
I shiver.
Yeah, there is no way I can got stay at that house with him. I’d have to be insane to do that at this point. But then, what’s my other option? The dorms? I mean, Colton’s right—Winchester is a pretty secure, safe campus. But I know I’m going to be jumping at every single shadow and bump in the night wondering if—or more likely when—I’m going to hear from Lorenzo again. I mean, as far as I know, I’m supposed to be his disgusting club tonight.
The thought sours in me, and I make a face as I walk faster. Pretty soon, I’m going to have to make a choice. Either I head left for Marshall Hall, my dorm, or I take a right at some point and walk to the other side of campus and Colton’s house.
My thoughts are still spinning as I duck down a shortcut behind the Life Sciences building. And I’ve just about made up my mind to just stop being a baby and go back to the dorms, when suddenly, hands grab me.