Age of Shade: A Steamy, Age Gap Romance by Cleo White

Author:Cleo White [White, Cleo]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2024-01-25T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER ELEVEN

ADINA

The sleep situation is getting out of hand. Not only have I increased my allotted sleep time to six hours, I’m drinking so much coffee that my heart has begun doing this (probably bad) fluttering thing, and I’m still exhausted.

I know the whole medical community seems to be in agreement about the whole eight-hour thing, but obviously none of them have been a homeless college student trying to break out of her family’s cycle of generational poverty, mental illness, and addiction. I can’t get eight hours. I just can’t.

Further complicating matters is the dreams.

Not nightmares—fairly surprising given my personal history. Nope. My subconscious isn’t interested in reliving trauma or manifesting deep-seeded fears. Every night, no matter how dead tired I am, I dream about being fucked by Asher Roth.

Sometimes the dreams are hazy and slow, a man’s hands roaming over my body, leaving prickly heat in their wake. Other times it’s so real and vivid that I get swept away, only to wake up panting and hollow with my panties drenched.

It’s a problem. A real freakin’ problem. If I were really so tired, it seems pretty counterintuitive for my brain to be drumming up sex dreams instead of resting. Unless this is all some biological clock thing, in which case it can chill, because I’m twenty-one. Also, the Collier family tree hasn’t exactly produced a lot of stable, undamaged fruit as far as I’m aware, so maybe I’d be better off adopting.

Come to think of it, the fact that my brain is using precious energy to tell me to get laid rather than function at maximum capacity is pretty convincing evidence that this particular branch of the evolutionary tree needs to end with me.

It’s been four days since I left The Witt, and so far, I’ve managed to avoid Ruby. We have classes together, but I’m always hurrying off somewhere afterward, and she hasn’t had the opportunity to corner me. There’s no way around it now, though. We have a presentation for our ethics class first thing tomorrow morning, and she’s my partner.

I feel like I’m marching to the principal’s office, a red-hot ball of dread sitting in the pit of my stomach and a certainty I’m about to get a proper scolding. Ruby isn’t one to mince words, and she certainly wouldn’t approve of me meeting Asher again. Or of the not so insignificant fact that I returned the three thousand dollar “gift” from Liam Witt, which appeared in my Cashed app halfway through my shift at the coffee shop on Saturday.

That’s the part that would send up about a hundred red flags for Ruby, because who in their right mind would turn down three thousand dollars? She doesn’t even know that I sleep on a dentist’s couch every night and shower at a fitness center, but she’d still be appalled. Hell, I’m a little appalled at myself. That money would have been a godsend, yet every time I opened the app, convinced I was going to hit that glowing green ACCEPT button, I just felt sick and small.

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