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Authors: Terry Towers, Stella Noir
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it didn’t matter. I knew the information inside and out. I was confident I’d ace it.
Vanessa laughed as she went to her dresser and grabbed a pair of boxer shorts and camisole – her normal bedtime attire. “Yeah, getting fucked like there’s no tomorrow can do that to you.”
“It was pretty damned good.” That was an understatement.
She disappeared into the bathroom and a minute later reappeared. “So, come on, spill so I can go to bed.”
“What about your date? How’d it go?”
“It was okay.” By the way she shrugged and answered in a dismissive voice, it was apparent that her relationship with Jacob – whatever his last name was – was about to run its course. Hopping onto the bed, she sat cross-legged and waited for me to give her the dirty details.
“There’s not much to tell to be honest. He saw Eric asking me out on a date this morning and got all alpha. No doubt, he was scared some guy was attempting to mark what he feels is his territory and came over.”
She rolled her eyes at me. “Wow Rebecca, you are such a romantic. You know that?”
I shrugged. “It’s not so much being a romantic as knowing the score. He’s one of those guys who likes to keep women on a string until they know they have to seal the deal. He was stress relief. He came over, we fucked, and it was really good, and now, he’s gone. I may or may not see him again.”
She frowned. “Again, you’re such a romantic.”
Despite my words, there was a little something within me that wanted to let my common sense and reason go and fall into the fantasy of him, and what could be, but common sense dictated it wouldn’t amount to much of anything. Kyle wasn’t the settling type. You could tell that right away, and I was hardly the girl to tame him. Not that I was interested in playing Suzie housewife anyhow.
I stared at Vanessa a minute, and I felt a twang of envy for her. She had the ability to fall blindly in love and fly high on that feeling. That was until reality came crashing down, and she got dumped.
For the millionth time throughout my life, I asked myself what was wrong with me. I had some ideas and none were all that promising.
“When are you seeing him next? You did make another date, right?”
I scrunched my nose up at her. “No. He said he’d see me tomorrow in class.”
She frowned. She was taking pity on me. That pissed me off. I didn’t need her pity. “It’s cool. I wanted to be fucked. He fucked me, and it was incredible. Mission accomplished.”
“I guess…”
Okay, now, I was full blown annoyed. I got what I wanted from him. I didn’t need some sort of relationship from a guy that was way too cocky for his own good. I didn’t need anything like that. Never did, never would.
A part of me screamed out, Liar. I hated that part of me.
Chapter 8
“Have you heard?”
“Heard what?”
Ahhh, damn . I groaned inwardly. We really needed to change seats. The chick behind us and her friends were total gossips. But god forbid someone else had a conversation and disturbed her. Vanessa and I had just sat down in our usual spots of our Human Sexuality and it was already starting.
“Adam Campbell is in the hospital.”
My ears perked up and I leaned back in my seat. Adam Campbell was the guy who was supposed to get hold of me for a date.
“No way,” her friend replied. “Is he okay?”
“Yeah. Apparently, he was jumped last night, sometime after supper.”
“Why, like was he robbed?”
“Not that I know of. It was really bizarre from what I hear. Like a random act of violence.”
“Rebecca.” Vanessa gave me a nudge.
“Shhh.” I gave her a look that said shut up. She obliged.
“Then why?” The second girl asked.
“Dunno, but he quit this class. A friend of mine works for the registrar and said he’d called from the hospital this
Vanessa laughed as she went to her dresser and grabbed a pair of boxer shorts and camisole – her normal bedtime attire. “Yeah, getting fucked like there’s no tomorrow can do that to you.”
“It was pretty damned good.” That was an understatement.
She disappeared into the bathroom and a minute later reappeared. “So, come on, spill so I can go to bed.”
“What about your date? How’d it go?”
“It was okay.” By the way she shrugged and answered in a dismissive voice, it was apparent that her relationship with Jacob – whatever his last name was – was about to run its course. Hopping onto the bed, she sat cross-legged and waited for me to give her the dirty details.
“There’s not much to tell to be honest. He saw Eric asking me out on a date this morning and got all alpha. No doubt, he was scared some guy was attempting to mark what he feels is his territory and came over.”
She rolled her eyes at me. “Wow Rebecca, you are such a romantic. You know that?”
I shrugged. “It’s not so much being a romantic as knowing the score. He’s one of those guys who likes to keep women on a string until they know they have to seal the deal. He was stress relief. He came over, we fucked, and it was really good, and now, he’s gone. I may or may not see him again.”
She frowned. “Again, you’re such a romantic.”
Despite my words, there was a little something within me that wanted to let my common sense and reason go and fall into the fantasy of him, and what could be, but common sense dictated it wouldn’t amount to much of anything. Kyle wasn’t the settling type. You could tell that right away, and I was hardly the girl to tame him. Not that I was interested in playing Suzie housewife anyhow.
I stared at Vanessa a minute, and I felt a twang of envy for her. She had the ability to fall blindly in love and fly high on that feeling. That was until reality came crashing down, and she got dumped.
For the millionth time throughout my life, I asked myself what was wrong with me. I had some ideas and none were all that promising.
“When are you seeing him next? You did make another date, right?”
I scrunched my nose up at her. “No. He said he’d see me tomorrow in class.”
She frowned. She was taking pity on me. That pissed me off. I didn’t need her pity. “It’s cool. I wanted to be fucked. He fucked me, and it was incredible. Mission accomplished.”
“I guess…”
Okay, now, I was full blown annoyed. I got what I wanted from him. I didn’t need some sort of relationship from a guy that was way too cocky for his own good. I didn’t need anything like that. Never did, never would.
A part of me screamed out, Liar. I hated that part of me.
Chapter 8
“Have you heard?”
“Heard what?”
Ahhh, damn . I groaned inwardly. We really needed to change seats. The chick behind us and her friends were total gossips. But god forbid someone else had a conversation and disturbed her. Vanessa and I had just sat down in our usual spots of our Human Sexuality and it was already starting.
“Adam Campbell is in the hospital.”
My ears perked up and I leaned back in my seat. Adam Campbell was the guy who was supposed to get hold of me for a date.
“No way,” her friend replied. “Is he okay?”
“Yeah. Apparently, he was jumped last night, sometime after supper.”
“Why, like was he robbed?”
“Not that I know of. It was really bizarre from what I hear. Like a random act of violence.”
“Rebecca.” Vanessa gave me a nudge.
“Shhh.” I gave her a look that said shut up. She obliged.
“Then why?” The second girl asked.
“Dunno, but he quit this class. A friend of mine works for the registrar and said he’d called from the hospital this
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