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  I roll my eyes as I wrap my arms around his neck. “You’re impossible.”

  “True, but really, I like the way you look. Jeans, booty shorts, sweats, naked, I’m not picky as long as it’s you, looking at me with those eyes and grinning at me with those lips. All I need is you.”

  Biting into my lip, I lean into him, pressing my lips to his. His arms come around me tightly, squeezing me as I deepen the kiss, our tongues playing in a slow, teasing way. When we part, I dust his jaw with small kisses, the hair on his jawline tickling my lips and tongue. When I reach his lips again, his fingers bite into my back before he takes over the kiss. With his body enveloping mine, his mouth is dangerous, and I am a willing victim to his assault. I can’t get enough.

  Pulling away slowly, his mouth follows mine, causing me to smile as I stop, his own smile crashing against mine, leaving me breathless. I love this. I love how playful but sexy we are together. I’ve never ever been so turned on in my life but at the same time so happy. It’s crazy and ridiculous, but Jude Sinclair makes me giddy.

  As we part, his hands come up to my face, holding me tenderly as his green eyes bore into mine. “Told ya I’d kiss ya hard,” he says and I smile.

  “Best kiss ever.”

  “Oh, you just wait, I have way more in my arsenal.”

  I giggle as I hug his chest, resting my chin on it as I look up at him. “Promise?”

  “Swear.”

  We share a smile, and he lowers his head to kiss my nose before asking, “Are you still mad at me?”

  “I was never mad, more annoyed.”

  “Okay,” he says, giving me a look. “Are you annoyed?”

  My mouth turns up at the side as I slowly shake my head. “I can’t be annoyed when I’m looking at you.”

  He smiles before leaning down to kiss me softly. As he pulls away, his arms tighten around me as he asks, “What do you have next?”

  “Nothing, I’m going home and sleeping.”

  “Want some company?”

  “If we sleep, yes. If you want more, you know the answer.”

  He gives me his best innocent look, and it does nothing but make me laugh out loud. “I promise to be on my best behavior,” he vows, and for some reason, I believe him. Or maybe I hope he won’t so I can get another delicious piece of Jude pie. Either way, I lace my fingers with his and we head toward my dorm.

  “Is Skylar there?”

  “Nope, she has classes the rest of the day. I’m supposed to meet her at practice.”

  “Okay,” he says, flashing me a grin, but when I set him with a glare, he holds his two fingers up. “Scout’s honor, I’ll be good.”

  “Were you even a Boy Scout?”

  He laughs and then winks at me. “Nope.”

  I shake my head laughing and he pulls me in against his chest as we head toward my dorm. My conversation with Tessi comes to mind, but I can’t bring myself to ask him. It will bring us to a whole other level, and I’m not sure if I’m ready to share that kind of stuff with him yet. I’m not sure I’ll ever be ready to share that with him. It was such a dark time in my life; only certain people know about it – only because they have to love me – but Jude doesn’t. He could run the other way and never look back. That scares me, and I think I’ll leave both our issues to rest for a bit.

  Reaching my dorm, we climb the stairs and then drop our bags by the door before Jude shuts it.

  “I have good memories in this room,” he says as he leans against the door, looking all long and lean and sexy.

  “Yes, but no repeats. I’m so tired. I stayed up way too late studying.”

  “Me too, I texted you at two.”

  Smiling, I say, “I know, thank you, it was sweet.”

  “I guess you can say I missed ya,” he says, coming toward me, and guilt eats at my chest.

  “I missed you too. I must have fallen asleep before that,” I say, wrapping my arms around him before he captures my mouth with his. Holding me tight to him, he lowers us to the bed, lying on top of me as we kiss and tease each other. When his hand cups my breast, I pull away, setting him with a look. “What happen to Scout’s honor?”

  He pauses, breathing hard while his eyes shine with lust. “I wasn’t ever a Scout?”

  I laugh as I push him off me. He falls willingly to my side and smiles at me. I smile back before standing and removing my sweatpants and sweatshirt, leaving me in panties and a sports bra. When I go to get back in bed, I notice that Jude’s eyes are wide and his lips are parted.

  “What?” I ask, climbing under the blankets.

  “You want me to sleep by you when you’re wearing only that?”

  I shrug. “Yes, I sleep like this. I hate clothes. You’re the one who wanted to sleep with me.”

  His eyes blazing with lust, he nods slowly. “I still do.”

  Sitting up, he rips off his shirt and throws it on the floor before coming under the blankets with me. As he hugs me close to his strong, warm chest, I nuzzle into him, closing my eyes and settling in, but his pants are rough on my skin.

  “Take your pants off,” I whisper against his chest.

  He doesn’t say anything for a moment, and then he says roughly, “If I take them off, I can’t be responsible for what happens.”

  I giggle. “Nothing is gonna happen. Take ’em off.”

  He complies then comes back to me, wrapping me up in his arms. I feel so warm, so safe in his thick, toned arms. My body molds to his, and I’m so comfortable that sleep is not far away. Before I can fall though, he asks, “What are you doing tonight?”

  Opening my eyes, I look up to find him watching me. He moves his hand up to move a piece of my hair out of my face and then kisses my nose. Flashing him a grin, I say, “I have practice, I have to go teach my eight-year-olds, and then I’m free.”

  “Cool. Do you like to sing karaoke?”

  My smile widens as I nod. “I’m a girl, of course I do.”

  He returns the grin and then says, “Me and the guys go out every Thursday for karaoke night. They have dollar drafts and it’s a good time. Wanna come?”

  I eye him. “Won’t I interfere with your guy time?”

  He runs his nose along mine, his eyes locked on mine as we share the same air. “No, everyone brings their girls. It’s fun.”

  “So I’m your girl?”

  Giving me a look that tells me that was a dumb question, he says, “Of course you are.”

  That makes me giddy as I slowly nod my head. “Then yes, I’d love to come.”

  “Good,” he says then kisses my nose before closing his eyes.

  “Just to let you know, though, I’m gonna kick your ass at karaoke.”

  A smile comes across his lips as his eyes close and he says, “I accept that challenge.”

  Grinning, I lay my head on his chest and then close my eyes. Within his warmth, it doesn’t take long until I’m out like a light.

  Walking with Jude Sinclair across the quad with our hands locked has people stopping and whispering. It’s bothersome as hell, but then I glance up at him and think, who the hell cares? Not only do I get to hold his hand, I just had the most unbelievable nap wrapped in the warmth of his gorgeous arms. I feel so refreshed, and I have him to thank for that. Usually it takes me a while to fall asleep in the middle of the day, but with Jude, it was instant. I’m not sure what that means, but it has to be good.

  “So, what are you doing next Saturday night? I hope you don’t have to work.”

  “Why, what’s going on?”

  “We have our annual Latin night at the frat house. Cesar’s mom makes rice, beans, and tacos, and we drink margaritas. It’s a blast,” he says then he smacks himself in the head. “What am I doing? Of course you’ll be there. We hire you guys to come and do a cute little Latin dance.”

  “What? We dance for y’all?”

  “Yeah, for the whole party. It’s fun. You’ll have a blast.”

  Okay, first, I need to make sure I have that off. Ms. Prissy