Wanting Winter(4)

“It kind of, sort of happened.” She bites her lip. “I was at a party and we started talking and one thing led to another. He is really good in bed. I love a man who knows what they are doing.” She fans herself.

I continue walking rolling my eyes. “Do you not feel like he only fucked you to get back at me? He promised that he would get between my legs. I guess he thinks by fucking you, I will feel jealous or something.”

“Not every guy is after you, you know,” she says angrily.

“I know that, but you and I know that he is. He’s a dog, Candice. You know he always tries it on with me. He is like a dog with a bone.”

“I have to go.” She walks away from me. I call out her name, but she ignores me.

Walking through the courtyard, I feel the same shiver as I’d felt on Saturday run up my whole body and I turn to see Mr. Mysterious having a smoke on the far side of the court. Again he is watching me, his head turned, observing me.

I am about to walk toward him when a crowd of people walk by blocking me. Once they move out the way, the guy is gone. I look both ways, but I can’t see him. Checking time, I groan as I head to my first class. Yup, you can definitely tell it’s a Monday.

I take my usual seat in the classroom and after a few minutes, Patrick takes a seat next to me. He gives me a smile then gets his laptop out.

“Morning,” he says in a cheery voice.

“Morning,” I say back whilst typing out a message to Candice to tell her that I still love her, and that I don’t want us to fall out over that ass. Knowing that she is my only main friend, he probably fucked her hoping that I would fall out with her. Patrick is a friend, but it's not the same.

I swear I want to cut that man’s dick off.

“You have angry face.”

“Sorry. Candice slept with Joshua Thomson last night.” I slump back in my seat.

“Enough said. He probably did it to get back at you.”

Thank God someone else agrees with me.

“I guess you said that to Candice and she got upset?”

“Yeah, Candice is my best friend and I don’t want some guy to get between us.”

“She loves you, and I think once she has time to let what you said sink in, she will come around.”

Placing my hand on his, I smile warmly at him. “You always know how to make me feel better.”

I’m logging into my laptop when that feeling runs through me yet again and I quickly look around the room, that excitement running through my veins.

He's here.

I spot him near the classroom door watching us, his eyes once again staring at me before he walks away. I have such an urge to run after him, but I don’t.

“Are you okay?”

I face Patrick. “Yeah, I'm fine.”

The professor walks in and I listen, taking notes, but my mind wanders every now and then to the guy with no name.



Lunchtime couldn’t come quick enough. Walking into the already-full cafeteria, I head in line to get myself a drink and an apple: the food looks a little dried out today. After paying I walk back in the middle of the room wondering where I'm going to sit.

I’m looking around when I feel someone squeeze my ass. I turn angrily to see a jock smiling at me giving me a wink. Joshua is sitting next to him and I want to slap that pleased smile right off his face. Instead, I glare at him and his friend. Leaning down to look at the Jock, I give him my best bitch face. “Touch me again and I swear I will cut your balls off with a blunt knife.”

“Oh, come on,” he chuckles, shaking his head. He looks to his friends and back to me, but I keep staring at him.

I bend down a little more so we are level and I stare into his eyes. “I am being serious. Touch me again and I. Will. Cut. Your. Balls. Off.” I say each word slowly.

“Okay, I'm sorry.” He lifts his hands up in surrender.

I pat his head. “Good boy.” I smile sweetly before walking away.

Men are pigs.

Walking to a table with a free seat, I plunk down, smiling to those also at the table before I grab out my phone to see I have no reply from Candice yet. She is going to drag this out, the drama queen. I look over to Joshua who is sitting on the table staring at me.

When he notices me looking at him, he blows me a kiss then gives me a wink. I lift my hand giving him the finger, but he just smiles. A guy says something to him and he laughs nodding his head.

I can't believe Candice slept with that dick.

I look around the room and spot Mysterious Guy sitting a few tables over, smiling and talking to a friend Is this man perfect? His smile is even dreamy. Like he can feel me watching him, he looks my way and the smile falls, his eyes trained on mine.

I look away, hating that I was staring at him, and I look back to Joshua and he is glaring at the guy before he turns my way.

Dammit.

I stand up, putting my apple in my bag and leaving my drink. This is why I hate sitting on my own: I feel awkward.

I am near the exit when I feel my arm being pulled, and I turn around to see Joshua smiling down at me before he pins me against the wall.

“No Candice?” His eyes trail over my body. “Has she told you how good I made her scream?”

I push his chest hard. “You are sick, you only made it worse for yourself now: I don’t fuck with my friend’s sloppy seconds. Too bad, because you know I was considering it on Saturday. Now there is no way in hell you get to touch this.” I glide my fingers down my body.