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fetal position sucking my thumb.”
Cassidy sniffs back tears, and the wound in my heart lances right back open at the sight. Here I am, undone by my own rotten circumstances, and she’s taking the emotional bullet. I want to weep right along with her, but once I start I won’t know how the hell to stop.
“Is Jet okay—you know, with you staying there?” she says it so sweetly, her Tennessee accent so thick, I just want to linger in it all night long.
“He seems to be fine with it.” More than fine. That boy should write every last one of my pink parts a thank you letter.
Piper narrows her eyes to slits. “Is he taking good care of you?”
“Oh, he’s taking care of me all right.” I swallow hard as memories of that dirty, luscious fucking run through my mind. That sounds so crude a part of me wants to shudder, but, really, I’m pretty sure there’s no other way to describe what happened last night. “He’s made sure my needs come first.” Quite literally.
Scarlett nods, resigned to the fact she’s been replaced as my roomie with over two hundred pounds of muscular Sheetrock. “Well, if you need anything, we’re here for you.”
“Thank you. But I’m a little sick of having the spotlight. Tell me anything to get my mind off of this. What’s new with you guys?”
Scarlett sheds a greedy grin. “Rex and I actually managed to get two classes together, which makes me unreasonably happy. If you would have told me a year ago Rex and I would be where we are now, I would have happily used your likeness for target practice. It’s surreal how you can go from literally disliking someone—strongly—to realizing your feelings were just misplaced. It’s insanity.” She hardens her eyes over mine a moment as if sending a personal message, and I laugh.
“Don’t get any ideas about that walking beef on a stick and me. That boy is a mechanical horse any girl can ride for less than a quarter.” I try to laugh off those heated memories of last night, but they just keep coming in jags, getting me hot and bothered in all the wrong places. Don’t fight it. My face heats like the surface of the sun at the memory.
Scarlett inches back in surprise. “I’m not the one who brought up Jet. You are.” She gives a little wink.
“How about you, Cass?” I refuse to give that tat-rat another ounce of energy. “You get anything with Cade?”
“Nope. But he’s promised to help me with a few of my business classes. He’s the greatest tutor ever. Those study sessions at his place really do end with a bang.” She pulls her straw from her drink and flicks me in the face with the remnants of her iced mocha. “As for you—don’t go banging up your new roomie, hon. You’re too emotionally raw. That boy might be offering rides for less than a quarter, but your heart is worth a million times more. Resist temptation, my sister. Jet Madden is known for one thing among the ladies, and I’ll give you a hint. It has nothing to do with those designer tats he’s doling out down at Think Ink. Don’t add insult to injury. According to Cade, that boy isn’t looking for a relationship. He’s in full fucking mode—pardon my French—and I’d hate to see you get caught up in the sticky web of his mattress. Do both your heart and your body a favor. Resist temptation. Stay strong, girl.”
“Oh, I will.” Starting tonight. God, I’m such an idiot. Cassidy is right. I’ve fallen into Jet Madden’s sticky-icky mattress web. God, were the sheets even clean? Disgusting. How could I be so weak?
Piper squirms in her seat. “Well, my classes are great. Owen and I actually have a class together, too, so that’s pretty cool. What’s not cool is the fact his little sister, Ava, is outright trying to avoid me. I saw her in the bookstore, and she literally ducked behind a shelf and made a clean getaway. Owen thinks the best thing I can do is give her some breathing room.”
“I’m on it.” I lift a finger. “I’ve
Cassidy sniffs back tears, and the wound in my heart lances right back open at the sight. Here I am, undone by my own rotten circumstances, and she’s taking the emotional bullet. I want to weep right along with her, but once I start I won’t know how the hell to stop.
“Is Jet okay—you know, with you staying there?” she says it so sweetly, her Tennessee accent so thick, I just want to linger in it all night long.
“He seems to be fine with it.” More than fine. That boy should write every last one of my pink parts a thank you letter.
Piper narrows her eyes to slits. “Is he taking good care of you?”
“Oh, he’s taking care of me all right.” I swallow hard as memories of that dirty, luscious fucking run through my mind. That sounds so crude a part of me wants to shudder, but, really, I’m pretty sure there’s no other way to describe what happened last night. “He’s made sure my needs come first.” Quite literally.
Scarlett nods, resigned to the fact she’s been replaced as my roomie with over two hundred pounds of muscular Sheetrock. “Well, if you need anything, we’re here for you.”
“Thank you. But I’m a little sick of having the spotlight. Tell me anything to get my mind off of this. What’s new with you guys?”
Scarlett sheds a greedy grin. “Rex and I actually managed to get two classes together, which makes me unreasonably happy. If you would have told me a year ago Rex and I would be where we are now, I would have happily used your likeness for target practice. It’s surreal how you can go from literally disliking someone—strongly—to realizing your feelings were just misplaced. It’s insanity.” She hardens her eyes over mine a moment as if sending a personal message, and I laugh.
“Don’t get any ideas about that walking beef on a stick and me. That boy is a mechanical horse any girl can ride for less than a quarter.” I try to laugh off those heated memories of last night, but they just keep coming in jags, getting me hot and bothered in all the wrong places. Don’t fight it. My face heats like the surface of the sun at the memory.
Scarlett inches back in surprise. “I’m not the one who brought up Jet. You are.” She gives a little wink.
“How about you, Cass?” I refuse to give that tat-rat another ounce of energy. “You get anything with Cade?”
“Nope. But he’s promised to help me with a few of my business classes. He’s the greatest tutor ever. Those study sessions at his place really do end with a bang.” She pulls her straw from her drink and flicks me in the face with the remnants of her iced mocha. “As for you—don’t go banging up your new roomie, hon. You’re too emotionally raw. That boy might be offering rides for less than a quarter, but your heart is worth a million times more. Resist temptation, my sister. Jet Madden is known for one thing among the ladies, and I’ll give you a hint. It has nothing to do with those designer tats he’s doling out down at Think Ink. Don’t add insult to injury. According to Cade, that boy isn’t looking for a relationship. He’s in full fucking mode—pardon my French—and I’d hate to see you get caught up in the sticky web of his mattress. Do both your heart and your body a favor. Resist temptation. Stay strong, girl.”
“Oh, I will.” Starting tonight. God, I’m such an idiot. Cassidy is right. I’ve fallen into Jet Madden’s sticky-icky mattress web. God, were the sheets even clean? Disgusting. How could I be so weak?
Piper squirms in her seat. “Well, my classes are great. Owen and I actually have a class together, too, so that’s pretty cool. What’s not cool is the fact his little sister, Ava, is outright trying to avoid me. I saw her in the bookstore, and she literally ducked behind a shelf and made a clean getaway. Owen thinks the best thing I can do is give her some breathing room.”
“I’m on it.” I lift a finger. “I’ve
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