Total pages in book: 25
Estimated words: 22917 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 115(@200wpm)___ 92(@250wpm)___ 76(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 22917 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 115(@200wpm)___ 92(@250wpm)___ 76(@300wpm)
“I bet I can get a taste of that pussy,” Harris pipes in, and that’s when I see red.
“Yeah, well, I bet I can I fuck her.” The words are out of my mouth before I consider them, but what choice did I have? There’s no fucking way I’d let these guys anywhere near my girl.
My girl? Did I just really allow myself to think that? There’s no time to analyze that now.
Jack laughs and shakes his head. “You? Nah, no way. You’re Mr. Golden Boy. Leave this to the rest of us.”
“River must have finally found one that meets his standards.” Andy smirks. “Although that ass is everyone’s standard.”
“I think River might be hiding something.” Jack narrows his eyes on me, and I try not to look suspicious while feeling a rage like never before inside me.
Harris nods to Mara. “Let’s see it, big man. If you think you’ve got so much game, how about if you don’t fuck her, the three of us will.”
“He needs a time limit.” Andy rubs his chin as he thinks it over. “How about a week?”
“That should do it,” Harris agrees.
Slowly, I close my laptop and grab my bag. When I stand, I tower over the three of them and give them a smile that’s cool and confident.
“Bet.” I raise my chin as I put my bag over my shoulder and make my way over to Mara.
My body is nearly shaking with anger as I pull my baseball hat down and ask myself what the fuck did I just do. I haven’t seen Mara since I nearly tackled her in front of the bakery and then proceeded to throw her to the ground.
Fuck, I was such an idiot. I went back every goddamn day to apologize, but I never saw her again. And there was no fucking way I was going to her house to tell her. Didn’t stop me from thinking about her every damn day.
Now here I am walking toward the only woman to ever get under my skin, all so my so-called friends don’t try and go after her. Will they try and fuck her if I don’t do this? Absolutely. Am I going to be able to convince her to sleep with me?
“I fucking hope so,” I say to myself as she turns around and runs right into me. Again.
Chapter Three
Mara
I stare in shock at River. I knew at some point I’d see him around, but I thought it would be in our building. I always take the stairs, so I’m sure that lessens the chance but I also peek past the gates before I enter to make sure that I don’t see him. I do the same before I come down the last flight of stairs. For the past two weeks, that plan has been working because I haven’t seen him at all.
With how big the campus is, I thought if I happen to spot him, I could easily remember when and where I was and then avoid that place. Of course, even with all my planning, I still manage to run into him. Literally. How is this my life? All of the creeping around was for nothing, and of course, I’m again running right into his giant body that’s as hard as a brick wall. I swear it’s even bigger than before.
“I’m sorry.” I force the words past my lips even though my heart is lodged in my throat. He’s more handsome than I remember him being. Each time I see him, he looks more and more like a man.
I wonder why he hasn’t been matched with a bride or engaged already. Why did that thought come into my brain? Oh, that’s right, because my brain doesn’t function like normal. Not only does it malfunction and give me panic attacks, it also thinks about things it shouldn’t. That’s why I haven’t been matched with anyone. Well, that’s my guess, at least. I’m too weird for someone to want this full-time.
“My fault,” he responds as a smile spreads across his face. “Felipe told me you were going to be around.”
Why is he being nice to me?
“Yeah, it’s my first year.” I stand there awkwardly. Have I been quiet too long? Should I say something else, or is it his turn?
Oh gosh, he might be gearing up to lay into me. As always, my brain goes to the worst-case scenario. I’ll be the girl River Andora laid into in the quad. Without having to try, River will be popular from his last name alone. More so because of Felipe these days. Everyone will know about it. Then the gossip will start. I couldn’t stand the whispers for the next four years. I have to get out of here.
“I was—”
“I’ve got to go,” I blurt out before I turn and take off.