Total pages in book: 177
Estimated words: 163387 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 817(@200wpm)___ 654(@250wpm)___ 545(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 163387 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 817(@200wpm)___ 654(@250wpm)___ 545(@300wpm)
But when I looked at her, I knew. My heart felt sick, like I was about to pass out or some shit, and my palms were starting to sweat. I should get up and walk away before things went any further, but I couldn’t. My ass was glued to the chair. It was the thought that if I leave now, someone else will beat me to it that held me there.
“Name.” I caught her off guard, and she just threw it out there. “Lisa.” Damn, even her voice was sexy, cultured, smooth, the type of voice you want to wake up to every day for the rest of your life. Cool it, Cody; for fuck sake, you’ve dated before.
“You staying on campus?” I never took my eyes off her; I couldn’t even if I wanted to because she was just that damn beautiful. I started to wonder what the hell was wrong with the dudes at this table. Were they blind? Then again, her body language said stay away, not interested. To them anyway, but she’s just spent the better part of a half an hour checking me out beneath her lashes, so…
When she finally nodded, I asked her for the name of her dorm. Something that if I’d given it any thought, I wouldn’t have asked since it wasn’t the safest thing in this day and age to ask a young girl that shit, but what the hell. I knew my intentions.
She gave me an answer after the table shook in front of her. I guess her friend had kicked her under the table to get her to answer. “Catch you later; by the way, I’m Cody.” I left before tongues could start wagging. I’d been there for less than five minutes, so maybe no harm was done.
I’d kept my voice low, so no one knew what had transpired between us except her friend, obviously. But sure as shit, when I made my walk back to my boys, the whole damn room was looking my way. A scowl was enough to get them to mind their own damn business as I took my seat again.
“Who’s that?” I made up some bullshit lie to give Steve about her being in one of my classes and needing notes. That seemed to work, and he dropped it, going back to his plans for the coming night with the others. I didn’t hang around much longer after that. I had shit to do.
LISA
“Ooh, what just happened there?” Jess dragged me away from the table without even saying goodbye to her friends. I was still in shock and a little excited at what had happened. It wasn’t like guys hadn’t tried before, but none as cute. No cute was too tame a word. He really was as hot as everyone had said. Which begged the question, what did he want with me?
“I have no idea.” I finally answered her as we walked back towards our afternoon classes. He’d caught me taking peeks at him like a ninny, how embarrassing. But I didn’t expect the guy everyone was so taken with to approach me like that. From everything Jess and Alexis had said the day before, he was always the one being chased and not the other way around.
They’d also implied that he wasn’t that easy to catch, which made him seem all the more unattainable, and now I can see why. He’s beautiful in a very masculine way, of course, and I could’ve stared at him up close all day.
“Well, what did he say?” She was all but jumping out of her skin with excitement while my thoughts flitted around in my head. “Nothing, you heard him; he just asked my name and told me his.” She calmed down a little after that, but her exuberance was still very evident. “That’s still something; oh my gosh, the hottest guy on campus asked for your name. I bet he’s gonna ask you out soon.”
She went on and on about how great this was and how I better not mess it up with my shyness. Yeah, like a true best friend who knows me so well that she was trying to dismantle all my shortcomings before this big phantom date. I just smiled and nodded while I held the picture of his perfect face in my mind.
All throughout the rest of the afternoon, I kept looking over my shoulder, expecting to see him. I felt that giddiness I hadn’t felt since I was about twelve, and Tommy Spencer asked me to the spring dance. He was my first crush and my last.
It was then mom had told me how my teenage life was going to be. There were to be no boys, no parties, and definitely no sleepovers of any sort with any of the girls in my class, not that they’d ever asked.