She Asked for It by Willow Winters

Author:Willow Winters
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction, Romance, Contemporary, General, Suspense
Publisher: EverAfter Romance
Published: 2018-01-23T08:00:00+00:00

Chapter 19

Allison

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I feel so deliciously used.

My nipples harden every time I feel that deep low ache between my thighs, which is basically every time I move.

Even now, as I slide into my desk chair. I’m early, for once in my life. And I’m happy the only other person here to see me and my sitting-down-of-shame is Angie.

“Ooh,” she makes a perfect “O” with her mouth and then snickers as she slips the bookbag off her shoulders. “Looks like you’re having a good time, huh?”

I haven’t spoken to her since that first time, even though she’s been friendly.

I just don’t make friends. Or have them. I don’t want them and I wouldn’t make a good friend in return either. So there’s no point.

But I’ve never been too good to brag.

“You could say that,” I tell her with an expression of pure content.

“So … ” she pries, “who is he?” She talks while opening her textbook and her notebook, filled with what looks like an actual outline and highlighted words.

It’s obvious she actually gives a fuck about chemistry … or at least about passing the class. Good for her.

Before I can even open my mouth, I catch a glimpse of Dean from the corner of my eye. With his height and broad shoulders, he takes up the whole frame before walking in. I can feel my body react to his. The way my heart skips, my thighs tighten. I’m more than acutely aware of his presence.

I bite down on my lip, raise a brow and nod my head in his direction although I keep my eyes on Angie’s.

I can hear him stride across the room and take the seat next to mine, but all the while Angie’s expression drops. Her back stiffens and she forces a smile that’s not genuine.

“Just be careful,” she mutters and then goes back to her notes.

That’s not the reaction I was expecting, and my gaze lingers on her longer than it should.

I don’t like it. Not in the least.

The entire class I keep looking at her.

Even when Dean puts his hand on my thigh. Even when he leans over and covertly whispers dirty things in my ear. Angie keeps taking glances back at him.

Before we’re even halfway through class I pass him a note and feel like I’m back in fucking high school. This shit is stupid. All of it. But I guess I’m stupid because I keep falling for this shit with Dean.

The question is simple; did you fuck her?

I get a what-the-fuck expression in return from him, with a furious headshake and then a cocky smirk. The note he sends back pisses me off. He likes that I’m jealous.

I’m not fucking jealous.

This right here, this is why I don’t have friends. Or boyfriends or fuck buddies or anyone in my life.

I have to force myself to relax and the moment I do, finally listening to the professor, Angie gives me a friendly smile. Genuinely. Maybe I’m just fucking crazy.

I’m irritated, all because of one look from a girl I don’t even know.

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