He stops walking to turn back to me, his hands in his pockets as he shrugs his shoulders.
“I’m saying it’s up to her. She is my heart and I will never leave, but if she chooses to want you around too, then I will deal. As long as she’s happy, I don’t care if you’re a part of us or not.”
And he walks away.
Harleigh
Getting back to classes today was easier than I thought. I want to say my attention has improved since I feel rested, but if I’m being honest, I can’t take my eyes off the hotness that is my boyfriend bedside me.
Three days is entirely too long without feeling his arms around me while he kisses me senseless.
Gah, I missed him.
I bite my lip to stop myself from saying anything stupid for everyone around us to hear, and Bry looks over at me, and smirks.
“Keep looking at me like that, beautiful, and we won’t make it back to your room before I devour that mouth of yours.” He winks at me and I whimper.
Fuck me.
“You’re not being fair,” I hiss at him. I can’t help but smile though.
“Aww, beautiful, you know I love it when you pout. Those plump little lips wrapped around my—”
“Brian! Shut up!” Oh, dear God, the blush on my face must be insane as he chuckles away like a maniac beside me.
I turn back to try and focus on what the professor is saying, but my mind is solely on him, and his dirty mouth.
Deciding to play with him a little and see just how stoic he can be when he’s the one being toyed with, I reach my hand over, I lay it on his thigh.
I smirk at the sharp intake of breath, but don’t take my eyes off the professor as my hand starts to trail upward, brushing my fingertips along his thigh as I go, and he hisses.
“Harleigh...” he says in a warning tone.
I don’t stop.
Soon my hand reaches a clear bulge in his jeans, and my pussy clenches with want, remembering how he felt rubbing bare against my slick folds, and we both moan under our breath.
I give him a light squeeze as I look over my shoulder at him. His eyes are closed, his jaw clenched to stop himself from making a sound. He’s enjoying the attention, and I’m enjoying giving it to him.
I give him one more squeeze before the professor releases us, remove my hand with a groan. The sound is drowned out by the movement of students getting up to head to their dorms, but Brian shoots me a devious look before he leans over to whisper in my ear.
“Hope it was worth the tease, beautiful, because when we get back to your room, I’m going to devour every single part of you until you’re screaming my name for everyone to hear.”
I involuntarily shiver with anticipation at his words, and he laughs before helping me up.
I am so down for that plan.
“Maybe you can finally hear me sing,” I tease him, and he groans, but gives me a wicked grin.
“Fine. If you promise I can hear that beautiful, angelic voice of yours, I’m in.” We laugh and step out of the classroom to be met by Darren.
“Darren, hi,” I squeak out, and Brian laughs at my awkwardness.
“Yeah.” He gives me a side eye like he would rather I wasn’t there. “Can we talk? I have something I need to add to the drawing before you paint it.”
Brian nods and looks toward me. “Sorry, beautiful. Rain check?” He looks just as disappointed as I am, but before I can respond Colten comes up beside me to make a merry little fucked up circle, and I groan.
“Really, Colten, it’s my first day back.” I give him a look, but Brian grabs my arm to get my attention.
Looking over to him he leans in to whisper into my ear, taking me by surprise with what he says.
“Give him a chance to talk. Remember what Dad said, beautiful. You’re drawn to him so feel him out. You won’t lose me no matter what you decide.” He kisses me softly on the cheek and motions for Darren to follow him, leaving me standing there speechless.
“I know you just got back.” Colten says to me softly, bringing my attention back to him. “Not picking on you made my life kind of boring, babe.”
I snort at him, all thoughts that he might actually be nice gone as soon as he opened his mouth. Brian has to be insane to think I could ever love this jackass.
“Right. I’m sure you were super bored without little ol’ me around for a few days.” I move to walk away, heading out the school doors and toward the dorms, but he keeps in line with my steps choosing to ignore the hint.
“Look, I know I’m a dick.” I look at him with a duh expression, but he continues. “But can we talk? Alone?”
I’m about to tell him no when Brian’s words ring back in my mind.
“Fine. Five minutes, Colten. You have five minutes to make me listen.”
He nods, and we walk the rest of the way in silence.
