Total pages in book: 78
Estimated words: 73136 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 366(@200wpm)___ 293(@250wpm)___ 244(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 73136 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 366(@200wpm)___ 293(@250wpm)___ 244(@300wpm)
Walking down the front steps of the admin building a soft feminine giggle filter’s into my ears. It’s almost nine at night, and it’s not all that surprising for students to be out walking around, not with the building so close to the dorm rooms. Naturally, I ignore it, keeping my eyes locked on the concrete.
I’ve nearly reached my Jeep when I hear “My roommate is gone, want to come up?” it’s not the words alone that cause me to look up with fire in my gaze, and anger coursing through my veins, but instead, the voice speaking those words.
It’s soft and warm, and it belongs to a woman that shouldn’t be inviting random guys to her dorm room. Squeezing my hand into a fist, I let the bite of the metal keys into my flesh calm me as I walk toward the scrawny guy who has his back to me, and Lily who has yet to notice me.
As soon as my eyes clash with Lily’s, she smiles, her willowy frame swaying gently like a leaf caught in the breeze.
She’s wearing a miniskirt that does little to cover her ass and a shirt that’s showing off her entire midsection, and as I get closer, I see her eyes are glassy, pupils dilated.
“You want to fuck?” The guy slurs, leaning into her, a husky laugh piercing the air. “Because I’ll fuck you… all over the dorm.”
Like fucking hell, you will.
I know I have no right to be angry. That this is normal college behavior, but Lily isn’t a regular college student. She might not be mine, but this type of shit isn’t going to fly with me. I’ve barely got a leash on my rage when I reach the guy, placing a hand on his shoulder, I pull him backward none too gently. Air fills my lungs once there is an adequate amount of space between them.
Lily looks up at me, a pout on her glossy pink lips.
All I can think is. I’ll deal with you next.
“What the—” The guy starts as he spins around, fists clenched, and ready for a fight, but he stops himself mid-sentence when he sees who I am.
“Go back to your own dorm. There will be none of that tonight. If I catch you around here again trying to get into the female dorms, especially drunk, there will be problems.” I’m barely containing my anger now, the need to slug this fucker in the face, and tell him to never put his hands on Lily again is astounding.
I’ve never been this territorial, this jealous over someone. I pride myself on being a good guy, a gentleman, but none of the thoughts running through my head right now are very gentleman-like or good.
“Seriously?” Lily pouts, crossing her arms over her chest, pressing her tits together, and drawing my attention to them.
“Uh, yeah…” The guy takes a step back, and then another as he glances between us. “Sorry, Dean Miller. I’ll, ummm, see you later, Lily.” He calls before turning and running in the direction of the male dorms.
Over my dead body will you see her again. Watching as he runs like his life depends on it, makes me smile.
“You don’t own me, Mr. Miller.” Lily shoves a finger into my chest. Being as short as she is, I have to look down at her, which, of course, gives me the perfect view down her shirt. Fuck, she’s gorgeous, even in the obliterated state she’s in. My cock hardens instantly, as if he has eyes of his own, and can see her.
“I’m an adult and can make my own choices when it comes to who I sleep with.” She scolds, her eyebrows puckering together, anger or some form of it washing over her face.
“You are more than welcome to make adult choices when you’re sober, but right now, you look to be three sheets to the wind, so all you’ll be doing now is going to your room to sleep. Screw whoever you want, when you’re sober.” I damn near bite my own tongue off speaking.
“You’re not the boss of me,” she slurs and takes a step back. Twisting around to turn away from me, she almost trips over her own feet. Thankfully, I’m there and grab her by the arm to steady her at the last minute.
“You can’t even walk without stumbling over your own feet, so it’s very doubtful that I’ll be letting you make adult choices,” I growl, my tone almost animalistic. Why does she keep doing this? Looping an arm around her waist, I pull her small body into my side and make her walk next to me. “I’m taking you to your room where you will stay until you’ve sobered up, and that’s the end of discussion.”
Lily huffs defiantly next to me but doesn’t say anything. I know I’m taking a huge risk walking her into the dorm, but what other choice do I have? Hopefully, no one will see us. It’s late, and it’s a school night so there shouldn’t be a lot of people out and about.