Page 30 of Devious Gambit

I did. I was hanging out for a root, since I got nothing in the weekend. Even a crappy fuck was better than nothing, and it was likely to be beyond crappy with the bookhugger. However, I was curious to see what her body looked like under those baggy clothes she wore.

Me: I’ll meet you at your place in twenty minutes.

Gallagher: I can’t, I’m at work.

Me: When do you get off?

Gallagher:

I waited 10 minutes for her to answer, when she didn’t I excused myself from the class. I hated management and all that business shit anyway, and my marks reflected my lack of enthusiasm. I was enrolled in the business college because that’s what my father and grandfather selected me to study, so I can take over the family business selling soap. Great, can’t fucking wait. If I had it my way, I’d be studying marine biology, but hey, this life ain’t mine, it belongs to someone else.

Right now, all I was thinking about was getting into Rhys Gallagher’s panties, virgin or not. As soon as I walked out into the hall, I smacked right into Liam fucking Greene. Even though we live in the same frat house, I hadn’t seen him since Saturday night.

He shoved me hard against the wall and I felt my teeth shatter when I hit. Tussles with both Liam and Adam were commonplace for me, because their casualness towards being in the Hawks and the way Sweeney treated Annalise Fontaine gave us a bad reputation. Recently, it had dropped to a deeper level of contentment.

I shoved him back hard and he swiped me on the chin.

“Fucking murderer!” he bellowed to a bunch of freshman business students. “Hey, this guy’s a murderer. Tell us where Adam Sweeney is?”

“I wouldn’t waste my breath on that asshole,” I told him, proceeding to punch him in the guts. He lurched forward, winded, hugging his stomach, and I took the opportunity to punch him in the head.

“Stop it!” a lecturer bellowed from down the hall and was striding towards us through the crowd of onlookers. “I’d expect better behavior out of the likes of you two. You’re hardly setting a high standard for our impressionable freshmen -”

While I was distracted listening to the lecturer... lecture me on decorum, Greene’s fist solidly plowed into my nose. I felt it click, followed by blood trickling down my lip. I was so fucking angry that the lecturer and three male students had to stand between Greene and me. Greene was lucky, because I was close to beating the living shit out of him.

I was sent to the medical center to get cleaned up and the whole time I sat there pumped with testosterone thundering through me, Rhys Gallagher was on my mind.

My nose hurt, blood streaked my sweater and I’d never been more horny in my life. I seriously should’ve fucked Amy on Saturday night to release tension, because I’d be less dangerous in dealing with Gallagher. Right now, all I could see was Gallagher.

“Where is she?” I asked the chick with short red hair who’s always giving us Hawks shit. I think her name was Gretta like the climate change activist.

“Who?” playing dumb.

I rolled my eyes.

“Oh. Do you mean Rhys?” she backtracked.

I wasn’t in the mood for this. “Has she gone home?”

“No, she scampered off to the bathroom when she saw you coming. She’s a little shy, is our Rhys.”

“I know what Rhys is,” I bit and walked down the hallway leading to the bathrooms. I half expected Gretta to chase me down to deter me from the sweet virgin, but she just let me go. Maybe I looked like a man on a mission. The big bad wolf had an itch that needed to be scratched, and for some crazy, fucked up reason, Gallagher’s the one I wanted for the job.

I waited outside the bathroom door, until it opened a crack and her pale face peered out at me terrified. “I changed my mind,” she whispered.

“You can’t change your mind. Look,” pointing down at my bulging crotch, “you got me started. Now, you’ve got to finish me off.”

“Ummm, maybe later?” her voice trembling. “I’m working.”

“No deal.” I pushed the door open, stepped inside the ladies bathroom and locked the door behind me. She’d scurried off inside one of the stalls and locked the door. “If you don’t come out, I’ll kick the fucking door down.”

“Why do we have to do this now?”

“Because I’m horny and got nothing better to do. You asked me for a lesson and this is me trying to give you a fucking lesson. Jeez, Rhys, you need to do some research on the male reproductive system to see how we work.”

“I already have.”

“Good. You’re doing some homework. Extracurricular activities will get you higher grades.”

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