Unboxed: The Woodlands Box Set by Jen Frederick

Author:Jen Frederick [Frederick, Jen]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Amazon: B01B2E5DKO
Goodreads: 28798271
Published: 2016-02-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirty-Three

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“AN A,” I CROWED, TURNING the pages of the report we had just picked up from Professor Godwin’s office. Bo and I had had the entire thing bound at the copy center, and it looked so professional with its glued edge and clear acrylic cover. “Is it incredibly nerdy of me to love this binding?”

“Yes.” Bo smirked.

“Whatever.” I stuck my tongue out at him. Bo grabbed my hand and yanked me tightly to him.

“Stick that tongue in my mouth, why don’t you?” he teased. Who could resist that invitation? I pushed up on my tiptoes and gave him a wet, loud kiss. The unexpected nature of my public display of affection caught him off guard, and he didn’t immediately respond. I was still a little reserved in public, and Bo had generally limited himself to handholding.

But then a wide slow grin spread across his face, until the bracket on the left side appeared, a sign of his true happiness. He leaned down and returned my kiss with a wet and hot one of his own. He gripped my ass with one hand and pressed me tight against his growing arousal, and he tangled the other hand in my hair, angling my head for an all-out assault on my mouth. In the distance, I heard some hoots, but this time, I hoped that they would gossip about me. That they’d go home and say that they saw Bo and AnnMarie making out in front of the Admin building. That they’d talk about how we always looked like we were one step away from tearing each other’s clothes off. That they wished that someone would look at them like Bo looks at me, with unrestrained love and pride.

Realizing this was going nowhere, though, Bo pulled away. His face was flushed and his heavy lidded eyes were navy with desire. My entire body tingled in response. I gave him a little smile and waggled the project report between us.

“Good thing you didn’t crush it.” I dusted it off. “I’m keeping this.”

Bo shook his head at me. “What’s the point?”

I gasped with faux shock. “It’s our first project together. I expect us to celebrate our important reportaversary.”

He dropped his arm around my shoulders and kissed the top of my head. “Reportaversary?”

“The anniversary of our report,” I said solemnly.

“Is that the anniversary of the start of the project or end of the report or when we got the grade? Because I need to mark that shit down in my phone.” Bo’s response was just as mockingly serious.

“It’s all three,” I grinned.

“If you say so.” But I knew he was delighted that I cared so much about this. I flipped through the pages to admire the notes and drawings. When I got to the one showing the fully grafted plants, I noticed a small detail that I had missed previously. Bo had penciled our names, “AnnMarie” and “Beauregard,” into the stems of the plant.

“Hey,” I nudged him with an elbow, “this is really neat. Am I the stevia plant and you’re the soybean?”

“Hell, no,” Bo protested.

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