One

" His whispered words send a shiver skating down my s

sibly

r

I reply lightly, searching for an em

seat is

ng

doesn't notice her wild gesturing, I point out the frantic female. These girls are seriously ridiculous. N

there who'd very much enjoy t

ike sitting front and center in all my classes. It feels as if the students buried in t

arm across my shoulders, steering me towa

wo open seats. How

t as I attempt to shrug him off. "No

ing as I am because he says, "Okay, lead

da

't th

ower. Probably not the most attractive expre

a girl over there who would love to sit with you. And just in case you're

ll. Professor Mullens is already standing at the podium, ready to begin. I w

king suspicion I'm going to

brings out th

don't

the way I r

sing control ov

y have more than enough reasons to shoot him to the tippy top of my avo

already has three strikes again

good-looking

sy going (s

n a little bit, with that gi

ead, and I didn't even know the guy existed b

make that s

a relieved breath that whatever little dance was happening with Cole is over. I'll just have to be c

uy next to me. My fingers still as I wait for his next m

nd sliding over so I can

nd it just hangs there before I h

ot just

st told a complete strang

ze travels over me before gathering

ettles next to me before clo

te," he

ues, you know that, right?" I hiss, feelin

ne thing I c

gain. "Shhh, the lecture is about to b

fessor Mullens launches into the topic of current

quantitative research methods. Everyone should have read chapters four and five from the b

ext to me. Every once in a while, his muscular leg brushes against mine, jerking me out of

ass. He simply takes notes on his computer, and yet I'm completely distracted by his presenc

for the fifty-minute

so affect

. That's a lie. He's gorgeous and easy going. Argh

lt from my seat like my ass is on

ps of my toes before snapping,

ue, but that doesn't

iately move out of my

He quickly stuffs his computer into hi

him. I'm pretty sure there's a mixture of fire and fear glowing in my eye

flash, making his face more handsome than before. What's clear is that I

of meeting him, he trig

s bad

Western this fall. And there's no way in hell I'll allow myself to backpedal. Cole sparks something unwanted wit

ll of a letha

e, an

f before everything

t I'll be able to f

come back for that. I can o

y is im

ly good-

bly per

ibly c

ain imp

I'd met him before...well

matter is that I didn't. Cole is in the here and now, and I'm...

h as his golden eyes widen with exagger

ally is impossible. Being the smart-ass he apparently is (that's strike five), he gasps in

to get my facial muscles under cont

ore adding with just a hint of a

se refrain from telling people I'm your girlfriend

o self-confident about his prediction.

a

a

a

ation is unraveling, I shake my

ant my girlfriend dating other

oming your girlfriend." I have no intention of becoming anyone's girlfriend. That's when it hits me. "

t always

out of control. I'm not interested. All right, maybe I'm a little

know how to

gned against his. Little tingles of awareness dance across my flesh as my b

focus as my

to feel into that one lustful look. Unable to resist the opportunity, I stroke my

guy is ha

throughout my head and tingles of awar

e. He draws in a ragged breath as we silently hold each other'

y you, and have lots of babies. At least four. Maybe five. How does that sound

against his strength and my brain become a little hazy from the intimate con

m

before his mouth crashes onto mine. I expect the slide of his lips to feel

rk away from him and bark, "What t

heart pounds and skin prickles wit

ped to atten

r

with humor. "Um, I was kissing the girl I'm going

oo cool an

am so

e are not dating, and we are certainly not getting married!" Guess that one backfired. My bre

kiss...

my lips as his l

bast

!" He shouts as I vacate t

been one of my finest hours. As I stalk away, embarrassment slides throug

-what am I goin

eling that avoiding h

nk that kiss s