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He looks from side to side. There are too many students walking around us.
“I can’t do this now. I thought it would be a quick yes. Can we talk about this later? The last thing I need is for someone to be taping our conversation.”
“Sure, I should get back to my schoolwork anyway,” I say to him.
“How about we go for a picnic by the lake tomorrow afternoon? You don’t have any afternoon classes on Friday, right?”
“That sounds good, but I’m serious, Luc, I need your help.”
He growls and leans in to kiss my forehead in a friendly way.
“I’ll be in touch later,” he says and takes off.
I head back into the study room and close the door. That’s when both Priya and Yuna screech at the top of their lungs with excitement.
“You’re both going to get us thrown out of here,” I warn.
“OMG, you’re the luckiest girl on the planet,” Priya says. “Luc is so hot.”
“He hasn’t agreed to anything yet,” I remind. “And I need you guys to promise you’ll never repeat anything you heard to anyone.”
“You know you can trust us,” Yuna declares.
“I know,” I say.
“For the record, I’m betting you’ll get Luc to cave,” Yuna says.
“Really? He seemed pretty alarmed by her suggestion,” Priya replies.
“Can we please get back to our assignment?” I redirect.
“Huh, as if you’ll be able to focus now.” Priya laughs.
She’s got me there. I can’t focus because all I can think about now is my best friend making me come. This is bad.
CHAPTER FOUR
Luc
4 weeks until the Frozen Four
“You’re being extra quiet,” I complain as we drive away from campus and head out to one of the side roads that leads to a secluded part of the lake.
“I don’t know what to say,” Izzy says, staring out the window.
“I shouldn’t have asked you to pretend to be my girlfriend. Just the thought is complicating things between us. I can tell,” I say, which is the last thing I want. Izzy is the one constant I have in my life. I know she will never let me down. I can’t screw that up.
“Why are we going to the lake? There’s no way I’m getting on a canoe with the water being so cold,” she states.
“I needed to get away from school. You’re the only one I can be myself around. Things have been intense since that video leaked,” I confess, side-eying Izzy. She shifts in her seat awkwardly and a weird feeling claws inside me. I can’t explain it until I have a light bulb moment. “Oh no, Izzy. Do not tell me you watched the video. I specifically asked you not to.”
“Don’t be angry.” I feel her gaze on me, the warmth of her chocolate-brown eyes watching me in a way that feels different. “I couldn’t help it. The way all those girls came up to you in the library made me curious.”
“Curiosity never helped anyone,” I mutter, gripping the steering wheel tighter.
“Don’t be like that. You’re so experienced with sex. I wanted to know what all those girls were craving.”
I shift uncomfortably. “You watching me having sex was the last thing I thought we’d be talking about today. I don’t know what to say. . .”
