Page 192 of Blood & Betrayals

“Yours then.”

We head back to my dorm, and Connor slides his hand into mine

“You know, I was actually planning to work out with you when I went to the gym to find you this morning.”

I smile up at him. “Oh?”

He looks down, his cheeks going a little pink. “I thought it would be cute.”

“We could go now?”

Connor shakes his head. “No. I would prefer to have you all to myself.” We walk in silence for a while before Connor squeezes my hand. “You know, one day, you’re going to have to wake me up before leaving.”

I tilt my head. “Why? You were sleeping so peacefully.”

“Because I want to wake up with you in my arms.”

I smile at him. “Okay, next time, I’ll wake you up.”

“Creatively?” Connor’s eyes darken hopefully.

I stop walking and turn to face him, sliding my hands up his chest and leaning into him. “You want me to wake you up with my mouth?”

Connor snakes his arms around my hips and pulls me closer, rocking against me. “Well, I wouldn’t object to a repeat.”

“You liked it, huh?”

“Maybe a little…” Connor smiles coyly.

“Only a little?” I lean in, biting his shoulder.

Connor moans. “Okay, definitely more than a little. Fuck, how are we going to get through finals?”

“What do you mean?” I ask, looking up at him.

Connor slides his hands down to my ass, cupping me. “Well, we won’t be able to be as… active.”

I drop my gaze, petting tenderly over his chest. The thought of that kind of distance between us scares me more than a little. I’m not good at emotional stuff, and that’s a little easier to hidewhen I’m able to distract with my body. Also, is this his way of saying he doesn’t want me?

“We won’t?” I ask, peeking up at him.

“Well, we’ll be studying,” Connor says, his cheeks a little flushed.

“Oh. Right…”

“What?”

I shake my head. “Nothing, I just wasn’t expecting that.”

Connor’s hands slide to my lower back. “I don’t have the…” he clears his throat, “natural ability you do.”

What the fuck does that mean?

Connor moves one of his hands to rub the back of his neck, dropping his other hand from my waist. “I have toreallystudy to do well.”

Ah.

I place my hand on his arm. “Con, I get it. I just hadn’t thought about it.”

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