Pretty Like A Devil: An Enemies to Lovers College Romance by Eden O'Neill

Author:Eden O'Neill [O'Neill, Eden]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2024-03-18T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER

NINETEEN

Aspen

Thatcher and I did get to walk to class together again. In fact, he was at my door every morning with coffee and breakfast sandwiches. Each morning, I opted out of the sandwiches. They were a bit heavier than what I was used to in regards to calories, but that didn’t bother Thatcher. He still brought them even if he ended up eating both of them.

And my God was he funny.

I’d gathered that from our very first walk, but the fact had become more and more evident as I spent more time with him. And spend more time with him I did. That first week had only been early morning walks, but then our meetings turned into mid-morning walks, and eventually, lunches. Yes, I started eating lunch with Thatcher Reed on occasion. It wasn’t every day. Sometimes he had football practice at odd hours, but he always seemed to find time to meet with me at least once a day.

And I didn’t hate it.

Actually, I looked forward to it, which was fucking crazy. We really were acting like friends, and he was like not insane. He just walked me to class or he made me laugh over a meal. Hell, the dude didn’t even make a move on me, which kind of disappointed me at first. I was very much attracted to Thatcher, and even though a casual hook-up situation would be a terrible idea with our history, I couldn’t honestly tell myself I’d resist him if he tried anything.

But he didn’t. Not once. We both traveled into friendship territory very quickly, and I think that was why our walks eventually evolved into lunches and things. I felt comfortable with him, and there was no pressure. It was just us chatting and him making me laugh.

It was normal.

I often asked him about Evangeline during our meetups. I couldn’t help my thoughts traveling her way, but each time I asked, news was only good about her. Thatcher visited her often during the week, which was awesome because his hometown was over two hours away. There weren’t many guys I knew or had dated in the past who’d ever make that kind of accommodation.

Thatcher Reed was just different.

It was kind of crazy how comfortable I was starting to get around him and him around me. He had no problem giving me a hard time, but not in a cruel way. Like today when he dropped an entire trough of food in front of me that certainly did not include my regular order of a chopped salad and a side of fruit. I frowned at the cheese fries, tacos, and burgers. “Where’s my food?”

He eyed the grub, looking like literal sin in his scarlet-toned jeans and a dark Henley that hugged every bit of his bulky exterior. He was what the British would call fit, and just because we were friends didn’t mean I ignored the fact that he was literally gorgeous. I had eyes, and I used them.

He did too. I caught those glacial eyes lingering in the direction of my top before he sat down.

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