Page 84 of Becoming Selfish

“Hi,” I say in a daze, totally mesmerized by my girl.

“You’re late,” I remind her in a teasing tone as she hurriedly pulls out her laptop and slips her jacket off her shoulders.

“And you’re early. My oh my, how the tables have turned, Mr. Maddison,” she jokes, which makes me grin. But it also makes my cock twitch to hear my formal name come out of her mouth while she’s dressed like this.

“If you call me Mr. Maddison again, I’m going to have to drag you out of here, over my shoulder, and take you back to your bed.”

She swats my arm as she giggles at my forwardness. “I had a marketing presentation for class that ran over. Thanks for saving me a seat.” She turns and shoots me her sweetest smile. Her mixture of sweet and sassy is too tempting for me right now.

“Of course.” I brush the hair from her face, tucking it behind her ear before I lean my lips against her ear. “You look stunning, by the way.”

“Thank you.” Her eyes lock with mine, seeming to accept my compliment easily. “I had to dress up for that presentation, but I took my heels off as soon as it was over,” she adds, pointing to her bag where a pair of black high heels are poking out.

She makes me smile. Logan is a fucking stunner, but she’s still such a tomboy at times.

“Did you finish your paper?” I ask.

“Yeah. I sent it in this morning, but I had so much schoolwork to do yesterday that I couldn’t get to it until about ten o’clock last night.” I can tell she’s overwhelmed, and judging by the bags under her eyes, I don’t think she got much sleep from all the studying she had to do.

“Did you finish yours?”

“Yeah, I knocked it out pretty early yesterday.”

“And let me guess, you’re still not going to tell me what you wrote about?”

I shake my head as a mischievous grin forms on my lips, causing Logan to playfully rolls her eyes at me.

Professor Kenny comes in and spends the next hour explaining this week’s assignment. I have to focus the whole time just to keep myself from reaching across my desk and touching Logan. I’ve never been one for public displays of affection, but with her, I want everyone to know just how much I like this girl. I can almost feel her warmth radiating from here as I keep my hands locked in my lap, trying to concentrate on Kenny’s instructions.

When class is over, and all one hundred students decide to exit simultaneously, I reach across and lace Logan’s fingers with mine, holding her hand as we walk through the crowd. Whispers surround us, but I don’t care. I’m sure it must be weird for people to see me with a girl in public, but I want everyone to know. But, most importantly, I want Logan to know how much she means to me. She squeezes my hand in hers as she relaxes, leaning her body into mine as we walk.

“I have to get to practice,” I tell her when we make it to a clearing, away from the rush of students leaving class. “Are you headed to Double G to meet up with Marc?”

“Yeah, but only for a little bit. I have a huge Econ test tomorrow morning that I’m stressed about, and I need to study for.”

Well, shit. I was hoping Logan got all of her studying done yesterday so that I would maybe be able to stay with her tonight. Especially since we leave tomorrow, it was going to be my only chance to see her.

“But, that’s the last important thing for my week, so maybe I can see you after? I have a late class tomorrow, but Wednesday, maybe?” she asks as her green eyes search mine.

“Actually, the team is flying to Michigan first thing tomorrow morning. We have a division preseason tournament this week.” Her expectant smile immediately falls.

“When will you be back?”

“Late Friday, early Saturday,” I shrug. I’m trying to act casual, but I’m dreading leaving her behind. I’m not ready for her to know just how badly I need to be with her, though the way she’s looking at me makes me think that maybe she feels the same.

“Why didn’t you tell me? I would’ve asked you to stay over last night if I knew I wasn’t going to see you all week.”

“I know you would’ve, which is exactly why I didn’t tell you,” I give her a knowing smile as I place my hands on either side of her face. “I wanted you to be able to study and not worry about me.”

“Speaking of worrying, how did you sleep last night?”

“Do you really want me to answer that?”

She sighs in my hands. “Eli, I wish you would’ve told me that yesterday was my only chance to see you.”

I laugh before quickly grazing my lips across hers. “I didn’t want to distract my little grad student.”

“So a whole week, huh?”

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