Page 83 of Obsessed with the Heartbreaker

“He wants to see younow?”

“He didn’t mention a time, but I know he’s available, so… Better just get it out of the way.” Throwing his backpack over his shoulder, he said, “Wish me luck?”

“Luck.” I was still a little dumbfounded about all of this nervous energy that had suddenly come over Oliver. “Text me later and let me know how it went?”

I was giving him an opening to chat if he felt like he needed to.

“It’s probably nothing, but thanks. Will do.”

Then he was gone.

And no sooner had he left, I felt an insisting prickling on the side of my face.

Almost without wanting to, I started to grin to myself, knowing full well it was Henry currently spying on me. It wasn’t his usual spot, since he’d more often watched me while I was alone by the window, but he’d been right there a couple of weeks ago when I confronted him here for the first time.

Without thinking too much about it, I left my things on the table and quietly made my way between the bookshelves, where I pretended to be looking for something in the Mathematics section for all of two seconds before warm hands fit themselves around me, pressing me into a hot, familiar body.

His scent quickly enveloped me, and my mind said ‘home’.

Mine.

“Shouldn’t you be studying?” Henry asked into my ear, voice gravelly and playful.

“I was looking for some reading material, but a certain Heartbreaker decided to distract me.”

“Distracting you from flirting?”

There was an edge of possessiveness there, unmissable with the way his hands were tightening around me. I had to admit, at least to myself, that I immensely enjoyed this side of Henry. The Heartbreaker, who everyone wanted and I never thought I could have, had all of his attention set on me, and it was a heady feeling.

“Yeah. Hadn’t we been interrupted, Oliver and I would have been kissing by now.”

Henry growled into my neck in response, making me shiver.

“Do you enjoy making me feel like a caveman?” His question was well punctuated by a short yetpointedthrust of his hips against my ass. “Because if I do what I’m thinking about doing, I’m going to get kicked out from the library forever, which would be…inconvenient.”

“Inconvenient to come spy on me?”

Henry froze, which made a wicked grin spread on my lips.

Getting hold of his hands, I turned beneath his grip to face him, and as soon as I did, he had me pinned against the bookshelf, trailing soft nips and hard kisses down my neck.

“Give me two minutes, then you can go study.”

Two minutes? Was Henry feeling needy?

My heart squeezed like he had his fist around it. My fingers ran through his long hair as his hands tightened around my hips and back the way I loved.

“I was actually thinking about going home.”

Henry’s head shot up, staring at me with incredulous eyes. “You?Going home early without prompting? That’s new.”

I shrugged. “I want to try my hand at this mysterious thing called ‘relaxing’. Someone told me if I wanted to change something, I just had to do it.”

And from all this hanging out with Henry and his frat brothers, I’d been getting more of a glimpse of what life could be like when books weren’t my everything. What it could look like to justbe,and enjoy time spent around people.

“This guy sounds kind of hot.” Henry trailed a finger over my lower lip, seemingly entranced. “You should introduce me.”

Giving his hair a small tug that only made Henry’s eyes flare with a new wave of heat, I said, “He’s not bad looking, no.”

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