Total pages in book: 17
Estimated words: 16278 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 81(@200wpm)___ 65(@250wpm)___ 54(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 16278 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 81(@200wpm)___ 65(@250wpm)___ 54(@300wpm)
She licked her lips, feeling her cheeks heat.
“You can thank me at another time.” John got to his feet. “Just stop treating him like he’s going to hurt you any second. He’s not. He loves you, but he’s afraid to freak you out.”
He moved away, leaving her alone with her thoughts. Class went by way too fast. She copied everything that was on the board, making notes on the homework. By the time the bell went, she looked up to see Blake already waiting for her.
He loved her.
It was crazy.
Holding on to her books, she left the classroom. John slapped him on the back. “See you in the cafeteria.”
“Will do. Save us a seat.” He turned toward her. “Let me take those for you, baby.” He grabbed her books.
Tucking her hair behind her ear, she stepped beside him. He wrapped his other arm around her shoulders, drawing her close and kissing her head.
“How was studying?” he asked.
“Fine. It was good.” She walked with him, replaying John’s words inside her head. “Can I ask you something?”
“Sure.”
“Where would … er … the best place be, I mean, for you to go to college? With your sports stuff?”
“Wow, you really want to know?” he asked.
“Yes. We’ve talked about so much and I figured it should only be fair that I know a little more about you. You know a lot more about me.”
“I’m undecided where I want to go.”
“I know. Me too. But we both have options, right? I’m curious what the best one is for you, that’s all.” They walked to her locker and she went through the combination, listening as Blake told her the school that would benefit him the most.
“You know, I was thinking of going there as well,” she said.
“You were?”
“Yeah, they have several great departments. English and business.” She nibbled on her lip, looking at him.
“John talked to you, didn’t he?”
“What?”
“You heard me. Fuck, I don’t want you to pity me, Leah.”
“This isn’t pity.”
“I don’t want you to pick a college for me,” he said.
“Why not? You’re going to pick a college for me. It seems only right that I … think about your decision as well.” She took the books from him and put them in her locker. “When were you going to tell me that you’re in love with me?”
She closed the door to her locker, leaning against him, watching him.
He glanced over her shoulder and laughed. “I tell you every single day in my head. When I leave you at a class, pick you up, it’s what I say to myself whenever I see you.”
She smiled. “That wasn’t so hard, was it? I know it’s not much, but I think … I like you.” She held her fingers together. “A little bit.”
“I’m not just your bully?”
“You’re totally still the guy who bullied me, but maybe not as bad as I originally thought.” This time, she took his hand and then went on her tiptoes to kiss him. “Let’s go to lunch.”
****
“You have bad taste in music,” Blake said, glancing at Leah, who lay across her bed. She was typing on an English essay due.
Her parents were out of town again. They were making the arrangements to move closer to her as she embarked on college. The same college he’d picked. They were both going to the same college. He didn’t know how it happened, but slowly, his life was falling into place, and he didn’t want to do anything to screw it up.
“What? Because I don’t have a bunch of noise blasting, my music is awful?” She turned to her side.
The dress she wore gaped at the chest, revealing an expanse of cleavage. Hanging out with her hadn’t exactly made his life easy. Touching her, feeling her against him, sleeping with her in his arms, it drove his need and arousal for her to the next level. All he wanted to do was be with her.
His life, his future, was all about her.
“And classical music has the answers to everything?” he asked, brows raised.
She closed her laptop and he put her music down, moving toward the bed. He lay down beside her, cupping her hip and taking possession of her lips.
His cock immediately got hard at feeling her soft curves against him. Leah shocked him as she pressed him to his back and moved to straddle his waist. Her pussy so close to his cock.
She was a virgin. He had to keep reminding himself that she wasn’t ready for sex. He had no intention of pushing.
He put his hands on her thighs. The skirt of her dress had ridden up so he touched flesh.
She nibbled on her lip. Her hands covered his and slowly, she raised them up her body to cup her tits. They were more than a generous handful. She shook a little as she leaned down to kiss him. He kneaded her tits, feeling the hardness of her nipples pressing against her palms.