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Too late

I couldn’t help it I was here for serious acade up, I watched hiht have been bloay by the fact that he had a two-story suite if I hadn’t been stunned by Mr Out of My League walking toward irl?"

Oh God He had seen ravelly, and sexy as hell Alon tattoo that wound itself fro the lickable line of his abs Not lickable Nope Not one bit

"Uhh, hi" Oh my God, that was up there with I carried a waterrin widened "You didn’t mean to say hi?"

I blinked "No, of course I did"

"Then I don’t see an issue"

One of the partygoers knocked hton my waist I should have worn a thicker tank top--the silky h to wake up every nerve ending inthe full force of his incredibly blue eyes onThose were all better words to describe the insane variations of color there, or the way he pinned le ounce of effort

My first iht He could probably make me come with one look…and that exact look was trained on ht to ht I wasn’t that stupid But science? Chemistry? Pheromones? Yeah, lust at first encounter, I believed that all day long

Words, Leah Find them

"Oh, you found your tutor," Little John said with a slap on Wilder’s back "We have to go soon, so get ready"

Wilder stiffened and carefully set me away from him "You’re Eleanor Baxter?"

"Leah," I corrected hi my thumbs into the belt loops of my jeans

"Holy shit" He closed his eyes

"Are you okay?" I turned his words around on hi you out of the fuckable category in ories? Scrap that I’d barely ue

"Leah," he said, opening his eyes with a slight s it "So what can I do for you?"

"You can explain why I’e suite that I can’t possibly afford and ask them to move me, since apparently you have the power over where I sleep" I crossed

"Oh, do I?" he asked with a suggestive smile

Apparently friend-zone was still flirt-zone to hi he was too tall for that, I peeked around his side at the collection of girls whotheir clothes together "Unfortunately Look, I don’t ram, but I can do it as effectively froned roo down the suite?"