Off Field Training: Class in Session by Layne Daniels

Author:Layne Daniels [Daniels, Layne]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2023-08-22T16:00:00+00:00

SIX

Bodhi

Taking Taryn back to my apartment was so completely opposite from any plan I’d had in mind when I tracked her down at that ridiculous drunkfest of a party it’s nearly inconceivable that we’re now standing in my living room. She hadn’t said a word after we cleared the front door of the Pi Zeta house. Not even a peep when I buckled her into the passenger seat of my truck and drove us off campus to my place.

Her dorm is a women’s only building, and the last thing I need if I’m going to keep a lid on her scandals and troublemaking is to ignite the rumor mill by being a man refusing to leave the property because I’m insisting on babysitting her. I can’t trust that if I drop her off there that she’ll stay put, either. So bringing her home with me is the best option. The only one, really.

“There’s a bed in the spare room you can take for the night. Bathroom in the hallway. Do you want some of my clothes to change into?” She’d probably sleep comfortably in the gym shorts and tank top she was wearing, but the same caveman instinct that had me hoisting her over my shoulder at the party is driving me to get her into my clothes now.

She looks down at her clothes and then back to me. The spandex shorts cling to every curve of her thickly muscled lower half, cutting off just past the curve of her ass. Little more than panties, I know the style is a popular one for women her age. Her muscles and toned thighs give the look a sexiness that exceeds anything I’ve ever seen, even more than I think could be accomplished if she was in clubbing attire.

“You don’t like my outfit?” I know a trap when I hear it, even if it’s been longer than I care to admit since I had a girlfriend around to ask me loaded questions like this one.

“I think any straight man alive would like your outfit, Trouble. That doesn’t mean I’m gonna assume you want to sleep in it.” One of the jocks at the party, the smart one, had called Taryn that, and it stuck in my brain as the perfect name for her.

“What makes you think I’m sleeping here tonight? It’s not like I was invited, or even given any choice at all.” Taryn huffs and crosses her arms under her breasts. My eyes go to the plumped up pillows of soft female that press above the low neckline. When she tracks where I’m looking, she drops her fists to her hips and growls.

“My eyes are up here. Pervert.” She’s so adorably fierce I can’t fight the grin her fighting attitude brings out of me.

“Not apologizing.” What she can’t know about me, yet, is that I’ll never lie to her. Somewhere in the moments between when I walked into that obnoxious party and saw here standing toe to toe with that meathead I heard her call Shane, and when I hefted her lithe body over my shoulder, she became mine.

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