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Like a fucking lunatic. My hand covered in dried cum.

In my defense, it had been anincrediblenight—an orgasm straight from the gods, Riley’s body above mine, her quiet,sleepy breaths in my ear as she drifted off. I’d planned on sneaking out before sunrise, but evidently my body had decided to sleep deeper than it ever had before.

I listened for movement, my ears straining for the sound of her breathing. But there was nothing.

Fuck. I’d been sleeping so deeply, I hadn’t even heard her getting ready for the day.

I let out a slow breath, waiting a few extra beats just in case my ears weren’t working. But the dorm stayed quiet, empty.

Carefully, I inched over, peering out from under the frame.

The coast was clear.

I slid out with practiced ease, rising to my feet and stretching out the stiffness in my muscles.

Her scent was still everywhere—wrapped around the sheets she’d just abandoned, clinging to the air. I inhaled deeply, letting it settle into my lungs, feeling it curl around my ribs like something that was attaching itself to my insides.

I stared at her bed, my fingers twitching with the need to take something from it.

Just a littlepieceof her.

Reaching down, I brushed my hand over her pillow, feeling the warmth still lingering from her skin. And before I could stop myself, I stripped the pillowcase off, bringing it to my nose, and taking a deep inhale.

Vanilla. A little bit of citrus. A hint of something deeper, something uniquelyher.

Yeah. This would do.

I bunched it into my pocket, smoothing out the bed like nothing had happened.

Tonight, when I went to bed, I’d have her scent wrapped around me. A reminder of last night. A promise of what was to come.

The first of many things she’d bring to my house.

Even if she didn’t know it yet.

CHAPTER 14

JACE

Rolling my neck around because it turned out that sleeping on a cold, hard floor was actually not that comfortable, I headed across the green to the athletic building for weights. Pulling out my phone, I scrolled through my text messages, blocking girls who had texted me. I was going to have to change my number or hire an assistant to block numbers full time because the amount of texts I received just through the night was ridiculous.

Now that I’d found the drama to my llama—my baby love to my…wow, I maybe should have spent more time sleeping and less time listening to the sound of Riley breathing. I would probably be making a lot more sense right now.

Ah, I’d missed some texts from Matty. He probably wanted to thank me for his fun night.

Oh…I’d misseda lotof text messages.

Matty: Mayday. Mayday. HELP!

Parker: Sorry, Matty-kins. It’s date night.

Matty: It doesn’t matter if you are about to walk down the fucking aisle, I’ve got a major problem here.

Matty: JACE!

Parker: Are you going to tell us what happened? Or are you just going to yell about it?

Matty: She’s sitting across from me, and she did that thing.

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