Page 11 of Trusting Tanner
Rebecca shrugged. “The Alphas are having their first big party Friday. We can check them out.”
Alpha house was Devon’s frat, but Juliana kept her mouth shut. She grabbed her bag from the floor and set it beside her on the bed.
“Oh, the Deltas are having another bash. Those are always fun.” Mandy giggled again. She was now sitting on Phillip’s lap, and his fingers were down the front of her jeans.
If they start having sex…Juliana rubbed her temples. She should’ve taken Devon up on his offer to check out the Student Union. They were having an activities fair this evening, and he’d suggested going to see what events they had planned for this semester. But she’d wanted to go home, shower, and get a head start on the reading for Dr. Shaw’s class. Fat chance of that happening now.
“No reason we can’t make an appearance at both,” Paul said.
“What do you think?” Rebecca looked at Jules. “You up for some parties this weekend?”
She was shocked by Rebecca’s invitation. “Uh, I don’t know. I hadn’t really thought about it.” That was a big fat lie. She didn’t want to go to any party, least of all with this group of people. Not that she’d say that aloud; she wasn’t going to be rude. But Devon’s words swirled through her mind.
There’s nothing wrong with expanding your social circle. I am literally your only friend.
The people currently taking up residence in her room might not be the type of friends she’d seek out on her own, but they were making an effort to be nice and include her. Shouldn’t she do the same?
The night progressed with talk of parties, sororities, the frats with the hottest guys—the Alphas were the clear winners—professors they hated, Halloween costumes, and what everyone was planning to do during the four-day weekend coming up in early October. She didn’t think it was possible, but Juliana had fun talking with them, and she’d even laughed quite a bit. The clock now read 10:02 p.m., and no one appeared to be ready to leave.
Juliana’s eyelids where heavy, and she yawned. Taking out her cell phone, she sent Devon a text.Roommate is having a party. I need sleep. Can I crash with you tonight?
His response was immediate.Be there in5.
And that’s why Devon was her best friend. She could count on him no matter what.
Chapter Four
Tanner glanced at the door and waved at Juliana. She hesitated, glanced behind her, then back at him as if she weren’t sure he was looking at her. God, she was adorable. He grinned and crooked his finger at her then pointed at the empty seat next to him. She made her way toward him, her curls bouncing with each step.
“Good morning,” he said.
“Morning.” She sat, propping her backpack between her feet. “How was your night?”
“It wasn’t bad.” Would’ve been a hell of a lot better if he’d been with her. “Yours?”
“Long.” She yawned and stretched, arching her back so her breasts were pushed out.
He really tried not to stare, but it was hard. Normally he hated how close the lecture hall seats were, but right now he was thanking God for the room’s design. He eased back, letting his leg rest against hers.
“You stay up too late last night?” He gently nudged her leg with his knee.
“Not by choice. My roommate decided to have a never-ending party.” She leaned forward and pulled down the hem of her shirt then sat back.
“I remember those days.” He laughed. “Before I pledged Alpha house, I had a horrible roommate. I don’t think he knew what a trash can was.”
“I could deal with her being messy.”
Tanner reached into his bag and grabbed a box of assorted donuts. He held it out to Jules. “Want one?”
She chose a cinnamon-powdered donut. “These are my favorites.”
“Mine, too.” He grabbed the same kind and took a large bite, watching from the corner of his eye as she took a much smaller bite from hers.
She licked the cinnamon from her lips, and his eyes narrowed. He eased closer until they were shoulder-to-shoulder, and he forced what was left of the donut into his mouth so he wouldn’t seek out her lips for a long taste. But then she took another bite, this time her tongue darting to the corner of her mouth, an almost inaudible moan of pleasure escaping. His cock thickened, and he subtly eased his legs apart to accommodate the aching bulge. Christ, it was like she was intentionally trying to seduce him.
Her tongue grazed her upper lip, and he couldn’t stop from groaning. “Do you realize how damn distracting that is? And hot.”
“It’s totally your fault.” She popped the rest of the donut into her mouth.
