Total pages in book: 28
Estimated words: 26254 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 131(@200wpm)___ 105(@250wpm)___ 88(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 26254 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 131(@200wpm)___ 105(@250wpm)___ 88(@300wpm)
“How about I swing by Hayden Hall Friday night and pick you up? We can go together. You’re on the second floor, right? Unit 2 or 3?” I stare at him for a second. How the hell does he know all that?
“We’re going to be late.” Lexi snags my cup from off the table, and I’m relieved that she’s here at the perfect time. “Come on.” She doesn’t give Liam the time of day, and right now, I love her with all my heart.
We struck gold the day we got roomed together. Lexi is a freshman and here on a partial scholarship. She gives no shits about who is popular or if they come from money or not. She wouldn't even know Liam’s name if not for me complaining about him to her.
“Sorry, I’ve got to go.” I hop up from my seat and grab my bag as I slip my book into it at the same time.
“All right.” Liam gives Lexi a dirty look, and I can tell he’s hating that she isn’t sparing him a glance. “See you later,” I hear him say as Lexi links her arm with mine and hurries me away from him.
“I get to keep this, right?” Lexi takes another sip from my cup.
“You earned that,” I laugh. “Hell, I owe you a dozen. Where the hell did you even come from?”
“Got out early and tracked you down.” She tosses the empty cup into the trash before pulling out her phone and key card to let us into the building. “Told you we needed to share locations on our phones.”
Lexi actually just got an iPhone since I forced my old one on to her when my mom sent me a new one. It took some pushing, but I finally got her to take it. Now she’s obsessed with it.
“He’s not backing down,” I sigh as we take the stairs up to our floor.
“Well, soon you’re going to rid yourself of that virginity anyway, so he can go kick rocks.”
“Whatever.” Heat fills my cheeks. “You’re a virgin too.”
I wish I could care less what other people said about me, like Lexi, because she doesn’t give two shits. When I’d let it slip about still being a virgin, the comments rolled in from the other girls in the sororities and other pledges. I hadn’t missed one mumbled comment about no one wanting to have sex with me. Ouch.
“Who cares about the virginity thing? I'm concerned about this orgasm thing.” This is the tenth time she’s bringing this up. “I might not be having sex, not that anyone can blame me when people like…” She pauses, and her brows pull up as she thinks.
“Liam?” I offer.
“Right. That boys like him are the option around these parts.” I snort a laugh. “That doesn’t mean I can’t take care of myself. I mean, how do you not? You got me hooked on these romance books. I don’t know how you read them and not have to handle your own lady business sometimes.”
A pretty blonde walking past gives us the side eye, making my blush grow. Sex is not something I grew up talking about. I’d gone to boarding school while Lexi lived in a group home. My mom never gave me any kind of sex talk. Ever.
“It’s hard,” I admit as she opens the door to our dorm room. Truthfully, it was the love in those books that made me ache more than anything.
“I thought it was coming today?” Lexi looks around for a delivery box.
“So did I.” We’d passed the mailboxes on the way in. If I had a delivery, there would have been a note on the box to pick it up at the front office, but there was nothing.
“Check the shipping,” Lexi says.
I drop my bag on the floor next to my desk before I bump my mouse to wake my computer. I’d asked my parents to send me another computer when I realized Lexi always went to the library to use one. I told Lexi I like having one that stayed in the room and one I kept in my bag. I knew she wouldn’t take the computer If I tried to give it to her. My plan worked, and besides, I enjoy her being in the room with me rather than being stuck in the library.
Lexi flops back onto her bed on the other side of the room. “When do you start that internship?” she asks, rolling to her side.
“Tomorrow.”
“Bunch of bullshit. You have to work for free? I don’t understand this.” She shakes her head.
“Yep,” I sigh.
It’s going to suck. At some point, I’m going to have to stand up to my parents. The control they have over the direction of my life only seems to tighten as I get older.
“Will you have to work with your pops?”