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a string of curses under my breath.
                  I thought telling her about Sheila was going to be hard. No — letting her go — only having her as a friend that’s fucking hard.
     
     
     
     
     
    Chapter Seven — Part Two — Jade
     
    I’m smiling at him it’s forced I’m shocked he doesn’t notice that fact. I mean he’s running his fingers through his hair and mutter curses to himself. I just want my best friend back so I am choosing to ignore this.  I mean what else is there to say? I have three boyfriends and one of them might me a father soon. My life is a complete and utter fucking mess but I couldn’t be happier with it. Dammit my mind is all over the fucking place I’m sadistic that’s what I am. I enjoy doing this shit to myself. We chat a little while longer before saying goodbye. I head to my morning lectures and find Brayden waiting for me at the door. This will be strange having him with me instead of him being surrounded by a shit ton of girls.
                  “Hey sexy,” he grins at me.
    I’m knocked back two steps in my mind. One being he looks fucking so damn edible I can’t focus. Two being we still haven’t had our talk. He’s leaning one foot on the wall and the other on the ground. His light blue jeans with holes in them not from being warn down. No — these were bought like this. They fit him so perfectly. His black motorcycle books with not one spec or scuff on them. His white tee hugging his biceps and chest tightly. His tattoo sleeve teasing me. I look back up to his coal black stare his eyes gleaming at me..
    Shit! Totally busted checking him out. Oh who cares he’s my boyfriend right? Yeah that’s how I justify this. 
                  “Checking me out,” he groans pushing off the wall stalking towards me his fingers fist through my hair. My mouth drops open to protest. Hell I don’t know why. Before I can utter a single word his mouth smashes down to mine causing me to whimper. Damn his lips are soft. His tongue teases my bottom lip begging for entrance and I gladly admit him in.  Our tongues tangle. Every lap his tongue makes feels like were doing the tango. It’s precision. Brayden fucking kisses with expertise. Oh god my pussy tightens what if he fucks with expertise too?
                  “I don’t feel like going to class now,” I pant pulling away from his grinning beautiful mouth.
                  “No,” he teases.
    “No — I really don’t,” I take his hand and start dragging him down the hallways.
                  “Where are we off too,” he chuckles with his deep baron laugh.
                  “We’re going to find a place to have sex so help me find the where? You can’t kiss me like that it’s not right.”
    “Aw did I get Jade worked up?”
    Oh no he didn’t! I stop dead in my tracks and turn around to find him smiling at me.
    “Really Bray?”
    “I was just messin around sexy — come on,” he grabs my hand and this time he’s dragging me.
    I giggle and try to keep my feet at an easy pace but it’s still not enough he’s laughing at me his beautiful smile directed at me. Bray always makes me giggle. And I’m not a fucking giggler. This is what I love the most about Bray. I can be the me I was before my freshman year of college before my life went to hell.  Before I had to up and transfer to a different college.
    Fuck did I say love?
    Oh dear god
    I need help!
     
    “Where we going Bray?”
    I grab the helmet from him and slip it on. I love his Ducati I’ve yet rode it until now though. It’s black and silver. It fits him.
    “My house sexy — I want you on my bed.”
    The way his eyes cut straight to mine when he says ‘my bed’ about kills me.
    I bite my lip.
    “Come on jump on,” he pats behind him.
    “Okay,” I’m not even hesitant I trust him for some reason I already trust him. I ponder on that for a second in my head. Yeah I