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I shrug, brushing past her. “Do what you have to do. If you fuck with me about those fucking tires again, I’ll contact the dean.”

With that, I exit the library. Belatedly, I realize I still have the book under my arm. Oh well, I’ll take it back tomorrow after I finish the paper. I’m not in the mood to go back to the library and run into Megan again.

She has some fucking nerve. Jealous? Not fucking likely. Justin can have Megan. I have someone ten times better.

I pull out my phone to text Kerian. He should be back from his game. A game that he fucking killed. Unlike me, Kerian rarely runs the ball, always able to find his receivers or tight ends. But he actually ran a touchdown. I don’t think I’ve ever cheered that hard for anyone not on my team before, let alone my fucking rival. Good thing Luca is used to me being excited about football and didn’t ask what game I was watching.

After my fingers fly across the keyboard, I smile before I press send.

Me: Hey wut are you up 2

He doesn’t answer back right away, so I send another.

Me: How does that win feel

My phone buzzes as soon as I hit send.

Kerian: You really texted to see what I’m doing?

Me: Uh, yeah. wuts wrong with that

Kerian: You’re weird, Braithe.

I grin, shaking my head as my fingers move across my screen.

Me: For asking about ur day? Sheesh Slade. nxt time I’ll just text and ask for a dick pic. get right down to business

My eyes bug out when, not even a minute later, I have his hard cock bright on my screen.

Me: Wut the fuck? I wasn’t serious

Kerian: You were. All you think about is my dick. You miss it?

I’m glad I’m so close to my dorm. I jog the few feet to my building—my erection making running uncomfortable—and dash up the stairs. After I push into my room and have my back to the door, I look back at my phone. Instead of answering right away, I scroll back up and stare at his beautiful dick.

It’s so big, so thick. I still wonder how I was able to take it. My mouth waters as I catch the small bead of precum on the underside of his shaft. Fuck, I know he tastes fucking delicious. I want to close my lips around his crown and suck him in, getting his flavor down my throat.

Shaking myself, I scroll back to his message and smirk.

Me: u know I do. But u been MIA for over a week

I sound petulant and I’m sure if I said it instead of texting it, he would have heard the whine in my voice, but hehas. For ten whole days. Where the fuck has he been? Sure, we’ve texted and video chatted, but it’s not the same.

Kerian: Leave your door unlocked, Dimples.

Me: Why

Kerian: Just do it.

Me: What if I say no

I love getting under his skin. One thing I’ve learned about Kerian is that he likes when I push back. He might not admit it, but when I don’t easily give in, he gets all keyed up and growly. He likes getting his way, but I’ve noticed he likes it even more when he gets his way after I pretend I don’t want to do what he says.

My phone rings in my hand and I laugh at how predictable he is. My cock also twitches in my pants at the thought of hearing his growly voice.

With a raised eyebrow, I answer. I have to force my expression to stay in place after I lay eyes on him. God, he’s so fucking handsome. Those blue eyes flash as he looks at me, his mouth a hard slash. He might look angry, but I see the twinkle in his gaze. He fuckinglikesit.

“Do youwantto piss me off, Braithe?”

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