Page 113 of Study Buddies

“That was hot,” I said, thinking about the way her bare skin had felt under my fingers. Then I snorted. “But what the fuck was that movie about?”

She laughed, and I liked the relaxed sound. I wasn’t enough of a bastard to want to keep her on edge the whole damn night.

“I have no idea! I mean, when did that family of aliens get there?”

I chuckled. “I bet you the two nerds were following along just fine.”

“I’m not so sure. Jayden was paying more attention to what we were doing.”

My eyebrow lifted. “Really? That would explain a few things.” I eased the truck around a curve. The headlights barely lit more than the next turn. It felt like we were in our own little world.

I slung my arm around her shoulders and pulled her closer. She felt incredible—all soft curves and that addictive scent.

But of course, she had to be the practical one. “Don’t you need that arm for shifting?”

“Not until I have to reduce speed closer to town.” I squeezed her a little tighter. “When you look this fucking good, I’d much rather be touching you than handling my stick. Of course, ifyou’dlike to handle it?—”

She laughed, and even in the low light, I caught the flush her cheeks.

“That was bad.”

“I know. This is why I need a tutor for English class. Good thing I’ve got one—the best one.”

“I’m not your tutor tonight,” she said, half-teasing, half-firm.

“Thank fuck for that.” I leaned over and brushed my lips against the side of her head, catching a hint of her shampoo. “You smell so good. And have I told you how fucking fantastic you look tonight?”

“Yes,” she admitted, a little shyly.

She really did look fucking incredible, like she’d stepped out of one of my most graphic daydreams. An XXX fantasy, in the best way.

We neared town, so I let her go to downshift. The truck rumbled as I guided it into a parking lot and backed into a space under a big oak tree. I shut off the engine and checked to see if anyone else was around.

“Where are we?” she asked, peering out at the stone building nearby. “Is that the back of the admin building? Weird place for a date.”

“You can be the judge of that when we get there.” I hopped out and circled around to open her door. When I grasped her waist, feeling that soft, slinky fabric under my hands, it was just to help her down, not because I was dying to touch her. And when I didn’t let go right away—it was just to make sure she didn’t fall in those heels, right?

The night air was cool, and her shoulders were bare. Maybe I should’ve told her to bring a jacket, but truth was, I liked seeing her like this. And if she got cold, I had a few ideas about how to warm her up.

We walked across the lot side by side. The sexual tension between us was real, and I couldn’t wait to see how tonight played out. I didn’t know how she’d react to what I had planned—but damn, I was excited to show her.

Eventually, we stopped where the sidewalk parted into two paths. There was a waist-height wall made of gray stone under a streetlamp. I pulled out my phone to check the time and scowled when I saw there were four texts—all from the same person.

“We have eight minutes.” As I put my phone away, it dawned on me that I could’ve just checked my watch. Normally, I never wore one, but it looked good with the suit.

“Until what?” she asked.

“Our window. We stagger our arrival times. Helps keep the secret location, you know, secret.”

She gave me a skeptical look. “We’re by the admin building. How is that secret?”

She was about two seconds away from asking a dozen more questions, and I didn’t want to get into it. “This is your fault, you know.”

“What?”

Putting my hands around her thin waist, I lifted her and set her on the flat surface at the top of the wall. She put her hands on either side for balance and then crossed her legs. The deep slit of her dress parted, leaving her legs bare from mid-thigh on down, and my mouth watered at the sight.

She was so fucking sexy.

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