Page 5 of College-Virgin & Dark Bully Next-Door

Unless she’s married.

Or engaged.

Or works for the police department. I slept with a cop once, and it didn’t end well. I almost spent a night in jail after telling her it was just sex.

The blonde’s head suddenly shoots up, then she whips around, her hands covering her boobs. Something that feels like shock zings up my spine. I move directly to the window, peering over there, unwilling to believe what I’m seeing.

Her face darkens with a scowl. With an arm now covering her chest, she yanks the comforter off the bed, wraps it around her, then storms toward the window. Her stiff middle finger is the last thing I see before her blinds zip shut.

I back away with a shocked chuckle. I stare down at the rock-hard erection in my pants.

No way.

No fucking way.

No way in hell was that Sky Bennett.

That curvy vixen was not the chubby, adorable little girl I used to chase around with my water pistol.

It can’t be.

There’s no way I just got a hard-on for my ex-best friend’s sister.

Chapter 2

Sky

“They’re not going to bite, Sky. Pinky promise.”

I shoot a skeptical glance at the brown-skinned girl standing at my closet door. “Don’t make promises you can’t keep, Bonnie. If my memory serves correctly, half of them have fangs.”

“Don’t be dramatic. It’s only a quarter of them.”

My soft chuckle fills the closet space.

“That’s better.” She sticks out her hand. “Come on, one step at a time.”

“One step toward my doom, you mean.”

Bonnie lashes me with a stern glare. “We decided not to entertain that negative energy, remember?”

With a sigh, I emerge from the closet, my arms wrapped around me. “Yeah, that was before I looked in the mirror just now.”

“You look amazing. Stop.” She fans me off.

A part of my brain knows she’s right. The other side refuses to accept it. Staring back at my reflection, all I see is that two-hundred-pound girl who was the butt of every fat joke. I get glimpses of who I am now, but it’s fleeting. I still can’t believe I achieved this goal.

“Your days of hiding behind those baggy clothes are over,” Bonnie mutters, resting her chin on my shoulder and peering at my reflection. “Tonight, we unveil the new you. Come on.”

She heads out of my bedroom and I follow, unease filling me with every step.

The sound of music and laughter greets me as we get to the foot of the stairs, and I pause abruptly, the rapid pounding of my heartbeat blasting in my ears as a memory hits me.

“I can’t do this,” I whisper, whipping around and bounding up the stairs. Bonnie catches up to me halfway. She grabs my arm to slow me down.

“Deep breaths, Sky. Relax.”

“Why did I think this was a good idea? Nothing’s changed, Bonnie. They haven’t changed.”

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