Scott by RJ Scott & V. L. Locey

Author:RJ Scott & V. L. Locey [Scott, RJ & Locey, V. L.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781785641459
Publisher: Love Lane Books Ltd
Published: 2019-03-26T18:30:00+00:00

Ten

Hayne

Winter stayed around a long time in Minnesota. I was kind of glad of that because if it was cold and ugly outside, Scott tended to spend more time inside with me. We were… well, we were something unique and special. We kissed and laughed a lot, jerked each other off even more, and slept wound around each other. He was my first lover and my first love. I’d come to realize how much I loved him two days ago when we’d been going through the stack of textbooks in the corner that we could trade at the campus bookstore for money. It wasn’t any kind of huge thing; no angels sang or such. I just looked up from book sorting when he’d tugged on a curl. He did that frequently and for no apparent reason. Our eyes met, and my pulse skipped several beats, and I knew he now held my heart.

So yes, the books would bring us some cash. Not much money, for sure, but some. We were two perfect examples of poor college students. I brought home the old baked goods every Friday when I locked up Cream the Beano for the weekend. Nothing like staying alive with stale doughnuts and ramen noodles. I was happy, though. Super happy. Happier than I had ever thought I would be.

Backpack stuffed with old books, I stumbled into the campus bookstore and nearly wiped out a rack filled with OU bookmarks and highlighters.

“Sorry, sorry,” I said to the rack as I righted it.

“No worries, it’s always getting knocked over.” I glanced around the rack to find Ryker, Scott’s friend, smiling down at me. Ah, no wonder the rack stood back up so easily. He was on the other side helping. “Guess I need to find a place away from the front door to set it up.”

“Yeah, hey,” I said, hiking the hundred pounds—or so it felt—of books up over my shoulder. “Hi, Ryker.”

“Hi, Hayne.” He jerked his chin at the huge bag on my back. “Trading some in, eh?”

“Oh, yeah, the attic is really full what with my art stuff and Scott’s hockey stuff. Plus, we need the money.”

“Let’s see what you have here.” He lifted the backpack off me, and I sighed in relief. “You know it’s not going to be close to what you paid for them, right?”

“Yeah, I know.” I followed him to the counter, glad to have that weight gone.

“How are things at Cream the Beano?”

“Meh, it’s dull during classes, but between classes I sell a ton of coffee.” I blew some curls out of my face and helped Ryker stack all the books into a neat pile.

“Okay, this will take a bit. I have to look up the books online and see what we’re giving on trade-in.” He lifted the top textbook and looked at it as if it were some weird alien artifact. “Art History and the Restoration of the Sistine Chapel. Sounds… riveting.”

I giggled a bit. “It actually kind of was. It’s an artist thing.

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