Page 41 of Broken Princess

I duck my head when I see Logan outside our class. He’s saying hello to Kassidy while staring at me. I avert my gaze, waiting while Kass hands her notebook to a friend from her psychology class. Logan disregards my obvious attempt at ignoring him, and comes to stand next to me. “Having trouble meeting my eyes, after our chat last night?”

“No, I just don’t wanna look at you. I liked my breakfast and don’t wanna barf it back up.”

He leans closer, his smell assaulting my nose. “Are you sure it’s not because you screamed my name last night when you brought yourself to orgasm?”

I feel my face flush, because that’s exactly it, minus the screaming. Though I did mumble into my pillow to stifle it down. I follow Kass to our seats, smiling when I see Dixon. There’s a guy who would never text me about how he had to jack off in the middle of the night.

My phone chimes and against my better judgement, I look at it.

It’s okay, Jordy. I called your name when I came last night, too

Squeezing my thighs together, my eyes sweep across the room before looking over to where he’s sitting. His lips tip up in a knowing grin. Sonofabitch.

The school’s sponsoring a trip to the city to see an art exhibit featuring one of VDU’s former students, and I signed up to go. We’re in the auditorium going over the rules for the trip. The first three say:

Stay with the group.

No underage drinking.

Respect hotel property.

I’m sure each of those will be broken the first night there. We’ll be paired off two to a room. Most of the students have already picked their roommates. Social pariah that I am, I won’t find out who I’m bunking with until we check in at the hotel.

There’s a flurry of movement to my right. Well, at least there will will be one friendly face there, since Noel’s signed up to chaperone. I wave when he reaches my row with his stack of itineraries. He gives me a quick smile and winks before moving to the other side of the aisle.

The familiar scent of mint, clay and fire engulf me, as Logan slides into the chair next to me, asking, “What did I miss?”

I inwardly groan and outwardly grimace. Getting away from campus andhimand his friends is one of the biggest draws of this trip. “Are you lost?”

“Without you in my life, yes. I’m aimlessly adrift, without purpose.”

I really wish he were adrift somewhere. Like lost at sea in the middle of the Bermuda Triangle. “Please tell me you’re just here crashing the meeting. Or you’re here to irk the shit out of me. Say anything other than you’re going on this trip.”

“I won’t lie to you again, Jordy. I can’t, if I want to win your trust back.”

“No.”

“Yes. I’m going on the trip. I wasn’t sure how much fun I’d have, because not everyone here sees art the way I do, but now that I know you’re going…” He smiles as if I’ve just made his year.

“We won’t be spending any time together, so you can go back to being disappointed at your buddy choices.”

“Why not?”

“You know why not.”

“Because of what I did? Or because of what you did, afterwards?”

Whipping my head around, I say, “I didn’t do anything to you.”

He leans closer, nuzzling my ear. “Jordanna, four days ago you let me kiss you, and finger you, and then you left me hard as granite.”

I shrug, letting him know that’s not my problem.

“And you’re sitting here now, letting me lean in close, knowing how badly I want you.ThatJordy, is doing something to me.”

“Then maybe you should take your own advice and stay away fromme.”

“Believe me, Jordy, I’m fucking trying.” With that admission, he moves to a new seat.

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