Make Me Tremble by Cherie M Hudson

Author:Cherie M Hudson [Hudson, Cherie M.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Book Boutiques
Published: 2018-01-18T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 9

Four Days and Counting. Damn it.

We returned to Mackellar House, and I had a shower and changed my clothes before heading to class. Believe it or not, I hadn’t actually had the chance to shower since the previous morning. Kind of gross, when you think about it. Thank God for Listerine Pocketpaks and panty liners.

Raph walked me to lecture hall one for Environmental Degradation 101. We didn’t get harassed by the media or the paparazzi. I suspect that was in part due to the campus security cars cruising the area and the security guys strutting about. The fact Raph stuck a baseball cap on his head and dark sunglasses on his face also helped. As did my decision to do the same. Borrowing a hat from Heather (a big floppy thing that dangled in my eyes and hid half my face), I did everything I could to disguise my identity.

To be honest, it was fun. Like I was suddenly Angelina Jolie.

When we arrived at my afternoon class, Raph tipped my chin up with a soft tap of his finger, flashed his dimple at me and kissed my lips. “Thanks for lunch, American girl.”

My heart leapt and I gave a nervous giggle. I knew it was stupid to get all shy and coy after what we’d done—hello? Hot, wild monkey sex in a restaurant where anyone could walk in. Shy and coy should be a thing of the past, right? But even here, in the hallway outside a lecture room with fellow students jostling past us, all I could think about was how incredible our lunch had been. Not just the sex—incredible doesn’t even come close to describing that—but the whole thing. All I could think about was how much I liked this guy, this guarded, sometimes unpredictable Australian guy who made me laugh and feel special.

He smiled at me again, kissed me one more time and then left for his own class.

Oh boy, I could fall in love with him so goddamn easy.

I think I spent the entire lecture gazing out the window like a doofus, drawing flowers and love hearts and stars and koalas on horses in my notebook. At some point, I think I even let out a sigh or two.

Raph met me at the door when class finished and, disguises firmly in place, we spent the thirty minutes before our next lectures relaxing on a grassy knoll in the sun, my head in his lap, his fingers dancing tiny patterns over my shoulders as we talked about anything and everything.

No one bothered us.

It was glorious.

Afternoon lectures passed way too slowly. Mine went longer than Raph’s and it was Heather who met me outside Mackellar House four hours later, a delightfully curious expression on her face.

“So?” She barred my entry into the house with her body. “Details?”

I smiled. “A good girl doesn’t kiss and tell.”

“Oh!” she exclaimed. “I knew it. I knew it.”

“Knew what?” Raph appeared in the doorway behind her, his smile relaxed.

Heather threw him a wicked smirk.

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