Rebel Princess by Lynn Stevens

Author:Lynn Stevens
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Published: 2020-05-25T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eight

By the time Quinn found me that night, I’d already drafted my paper for Madame. My body was sore from spending two hours at the studio, working on my parts for the ballet. Ceci joined me after an hour, and we pushed each other to the edge of exhaustion. She was still there when I left.

We sat together, not talking, and yet I was fully aware of his presence. It was hard to concentrate, but I managed to do a little digging into some of the lacrosse players’ backgrounds. Okay, I stalked their social media pages. A lot of them didn’t come from money, but they partied like they all had an overflow of cash. I wondered if I’d stumbled onto something bigger than cheating.

I stretched my arms high above my head and yawned. It was almost eleven. Between staring at the computer and my sore muscles, I was exhausted.

“Tired?” Quinn asked, yawning himself.

“I’m not the only one,” I said, poking his side. “You wanna get out of here?”

“Yeah, I should get home. I have to get up at six. Father Rossi wants his flowers in before Sunday.” Quinn stood and shoved his books into his bag. “I’ll walk you home.”

“You could come up for a bit,” I said, heat rising to my cheeks faster than cheetah on prey. “If you want. I’m not going to bed right away. I’ll probably watch a movie or something.”

“What about your roommate? Won’t she be sleeping?” Quinn asked as he put his backpack over his shoulder.

“Delilah actually went home for the weekend. It’s her mom’s fiftieth birthday party.” I would’ve sworn my cheeks were on fire.

Quinn nodded, but he didn’t agree. I took that as a sign he really didn’t want to come up to my room. We walked toward the elevators, our hands brushing against each other’s. I wanted to reach for his, but I wasn’t sure if he even wanted to touch me. He’d never flat out rejected any move on my part.

We’d only been dating a week. Neither one of us had said anything about being exclusive. Neither one of us had made a move past the few passionate kisses. God, what if I’d made a huge mistake? What if he thought I wanted to have sex?

The elevator doors dinged open. We stepped in together. My heart hammered in my chest. I was terrified I’d screwed this up already. Then something clicked. Something deep inside me screamed “you’re being an idiot” at the highest decibel. None of those stupid fears made a lick of sense.

Swallowing the fear, I let my finger caress his hand. Quinn responded the same. Then my hand made its way into his and squeezed. The elevator doors closed, and Quinn turned to face me. His gaze sent shivers down my body. I lifted on my toes, all hesitation gone, and kissed him gently.

A growl rumbled in his chest. My mind went blank, and all I sensed was his presence. All I wanted was to feel him everywhere.

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