Co-Ed(13)

I groaned and briefly wondered if I could make a quick escape out the window behind me. “I’m not seducing him.”

He opened his mouth and drew a breath.

“Or looking in his pants.”

The student in front of me turned around and judged me hardcore; his look of disappointment in the female sex so real that I wanted to punch him in the face.

Leo gave him a stern stare then made a motion with his fingers that said, “Turn back around ass, or I’m going to let the lady punch you.”

The guy scowled and turned his back to us.

“College boys,” Leo said, as if he wasn’t one. “So studious.”

“Probably because they want to graduate on time and get a job.”

“Oh, I have one of those. Thanks for the advice though.” Leo grinned. “Come on, what do you have to lose? All I’m saying is give him a chance. It’s been a while…”

“Since he’s made a girl moan?” I just had to say.

“Nah.” Leo’s face turned serious. “Since he’s made a girl moan because he wanted to hear it. Since he’s been interested enough to approach her rather than the other way around, and in my book, that happened twice in one night because Little Fort Knox can’t keep it locked up forever.”

“It?” Was he talking about the guy’s penis?

Leo reached across the desk and put a hand against my chest. “It.” He grinned. “Get your mind out of the gutter.”

I sighed. “Say I give him a chance, but no seduction. Do I still get coffee?”

Leo seemed to think about it. “A real chance, not the kind you get just because you’re getting coffee every day, along with stellar company.”

“Did we establish that you were stellar, though? Can’t remember…”

“Cute.” He licked his lips. “But I’d like for it to be known that I’m stepping away from the challenge of tasting you, even though I’ve been dreaming about your tits for at least two nights straight.”

“Your bowing out is noted.” I rolled my eyes. “And say, ‘tits’ one more time to me, and I’m going to be twisting one of yours in a very violent non-sexual way, got me?”

“Kinky.” He nodded. “I like it. Maybe save that shit for date seven, though. You can’t just bust it out on date one. You keep the freak flag inside until it’s the right time to let it fly.”

“You’re just full of great life advice, aren’t you?”

He tilted his head. “Aw, that’s the nicest thing anyone’s ever said to me, and just this morning my mama told me I was smart.”

“At least you’re pretty.” I patted his hand.

He cackled out a laugh, which earned us more stares from classmates and a stern look from the professor.

We were quiet for the next ten minutes.

At least I was quiet.

Leo was too busy tapping his pencil against his book and sighing like the world was ending because of his boredom.

Class finally dismissed, and I stood.

He crossed his arms, waiting for my answer.

“Fine.” I gritted my teeth. “All I can promise is that I’ll give him a chance before I knee him in the balls.”

“That’s really all any man can ask for.” He wrapped a warm, bulky arm around me and led me away from other students. The stares I got ranged from jealousy to judgement. I assumed the jealousy was because Leo was touching me, and the judgement was because people no doubt assumed I’d paid for it.

“Skank,” one girl whispered.

“Desperate.”

I stilled.

Leo turned around so fast you’d have thought he was part cheetah. “You two, over here.”

The girls’ stunned expressions would have been funny if I hadn’t been so embarrassed.

Slowly, they approached us.

“This is Shawn. Say hi, Shawn.”

I croaked out a, “Hi,” and a weak wave.

“Shawn’s my friend. Not my paid cuddle-buddy; not someone I touch because I’m being paid for the fucking honor to touch her, but because I legitimately want to be in her company. So take your bitchy attitudes elsewhere and know that if you ever decide to use our services, we won’t answer. You’re both blacklisted. I’ll be sure to make nice voodoo dolls with your faces on them when I get back to my room, so she can poke your fake boobs with a pin.” He grinned wide. “You can go now.”

They both scurried off, tears in their eyes, while a few people next to us clapped like it was the best thing they’d seen all day.

He sighed, wrapped an arm around me again, and said, “What’s your favorite breakfast food?”

And that was how I became friends with a guy who’d seen me naked before I even knew his name.

Slater was right.

Resistance wasn’t an option.





Chapter Eight


Shawn

“Fancy seeing you here of all places,” Finn said as he took a seat next to me at the coffee shop. I was trying to study for the test I had almost missed hearing about because stupid Leo wouldn’t stop asking me to seduce his friend. Like Knox wasn’t a big enough boy to ask himself? Not that he needed to ask.

The whole situation seemed weird.