Written in the Stars by Alexandria Bellefleur

Author:Alexandria Bellefleur [Bellefleur, Alexandria]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Avon
Published: 2020-08-26T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

Are you sure we’re allowed to be here?” Darcy whispered, following Elle up a long, narrow flight of stairs sandwiched between two stone walls.

The step beneath Elle’s right foot creaked when she turned, one hand resting on the railing, the other clutching her phone, which served as their flashlight, illuminating the otherwise pitch-black stairway.

“No.” A scant amount of light rebounded off the stone wall casting shadows across Elle’s face. Darcy couldn’t see her mouth, but the lilt to Elle’s voice hinted at a smile. “We’re actually not allowed to be here.”

“Elle.”

“Come on.” Fingers caressed the inside of Darcy’s wrist making her shiver. “Break the rules with me, Darcy.”

Little did she know Darcy was already breaking all sorts of rules. Rules of Darcy’s own making.

Darcy should’ve known Elle had a reason for refusing to answer any of her questions about where they were going and what Elle had planned for their . . . date? It felt like a date, had all the trappings of one. Darcy’s stomach had been in tangles all day, thinking about it. Her focus had been shot, her ability to get work done dismal. Rather than accomplish any studying, Darcy had performed an unreliable risk assessment of her own. Answer? If she had to ask whether it was a date, her risk was too high. Even knowing that, all she could think about was Elle, seeing Elle, what it meant and how it terrified her and how, despite the risk, she’d been unable to bring herself to cancel.

Dress warm and be ready by eleven was all Elle had said. At first Darcy had thought Elle meant eleven in the morning because what reasonable person planned a date for eleven at night? But according to Elle, the best adventures happened after dark.

Elle jiggled the knob on the door, hips and ass shaking in the cutest victory dance when the door opened revealing a round, moonlit room. “Ta-da! Welcome to the Jacobsen Observatory, the second-oldest building on campus.” Arms outstretched above her, fingers lifted toward the domed ceiling, Elle spun in a dizzying circle, her black skirt flouncing out around her tight-covered thighs. She was wearing the jacket Darcy had bought her.

Feigning interest in the building’s architecture, Darcy turned, pressing her fingers to one of the stones in front of her, hiding her smile in the shadows. “How’d you find this place?”

As covertly as possible, she peeked over her shoulder, watching as Elle dropped her arms, her smile dimming. Subtle, but Darcy noticed. She wasn’t sure when it had happened, but she noticed everything about Elle. How she tugged on her ear when she was anxious. Her bad habit of biting her bottom lip, a bad habit Darcy liked very much. Too much. She’d never been jealous of someone else’s teeth before, but Elle could bite that lip whenever, and there was something patently unfair that Darcy wasn’t allowed the privilege of doing the same.

Losing it. Darcy was absolutely losing it, losing her head, losing her grip, losing it all over Elle.

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