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Ash let out a sigh. “What am I going to do with you, Travis?” The way she asked it, almost as if she’d already thought about it, made a certain part of me warm. There had to be more to this girl than met the eye.

My reply came instantly: “Anything you want. Everything you want. I’m down for anything you can think of, but I will warn you now—I’m not very flexible.”

“I am.”

Okay, at that, my dick definitely perked up, even if she was just teasing me. I made a tsk-tsk sound. “You know exactly how to drive me crazy, don’t you?”

She turned her head to look at me. The way the sunlight danced in her eyes made the grey color seem lighter, more vibrant and lively. “I’ve had a lot of practice with boys like you. It’s why your charm—if you can call it that—doesn’t work on me.”

My charm might not work on her, but my body did. I caught her staring at my tattoos more than once. She’d be a liar if she said she didn’t like my body…but that’s not what she said. She knew exactly what to say without lying and without telling the whole truth.

“Then I guess I’ll have to try harder,” I said, giving her another grin. “I like you, Ash.”

She had to do a double take as we were walking, and she probably wondered if I really said that. Ash might say she had experience with guys like me, but there were no other guys like me out there. I was unique in every way, and soon enough she’d realize it. “This is our second conversation,” Ash said, the suspicion clear in her gaze.

“Do you believe in love at first sight?”

“No.”

“What about lust at first sight?”

She studied me as we crossed the parking lot between campus and her dorm. “Yes,” Ash was slow to say. “I believe in that.”

I laughed. “At least you’re honest. But just so you’re aware, I am more than willing to explore the lust you feel toward me.” It was a forward statement, and I was rewarded by watching her cheeks slightly redden.

It took her a long while to ask, “And how would we explore it?” Ash couldn’t even look at me when she said it. She had to intently study the cars we walked by. Each second closer we got to her dorm building meant the sooner I’d be forced to leave her side.

A pity, because I wasn’t done talking to her. If only I could make this moment last longer…

“Well, I’d prefer it involves handcuffs and maybe a blindfold—but I’ll leave the specifics up to you.”

“Handcuffs and a blindfold, huh?” We neared the side door to the building, and she stopped, turning to look at me. The way her stare ate me up, it was almost like she really was thinking about those two things. I wondered if she’d prefer to be the one held back, or if she wanted to be the one in charge. I was always up for a switch. “I never would’ve guessed you’re into that.”

A deep breath filled my lungs, and I after I exhaled it, I spoke lowly, “Ash, there’s a lot I’m into that you don’t know.” Fuck Sawyer and his revenge scheme. I wanted her to come to the party tomorrow for me. I let her take the pizzas from my grip.

Ash must’ve chosen to ignore my last statement. “Well, thanks for carrying these,” she said, shrugging. She was a short girl, maybe five foot tall. She had some curves, but not many. Definitely a thin one.

When she turned to head to the door, I called out, “Sawyer’s having a party tomorrow night. Why don’t you come?”

The look she gave me right then told me she didn’t trust me, which was more than fine, because I hardly trusted myself. All I knew was that I wanted this girl. I’d known it from the moment I first saw her. She reminded me so much of Sabrina, but just from our brief interactions, I knew they were different. Sabrina might’ve come from money, she might’ve been raised to be just as much of an asshole as Sawyer, but she wasn’t.

Sabrina had been kind, mostly, and it was her undoing.

Ash, on the other hand, had a fire deep within her. She knew how the game was played, which was why she currently stared at me as if I’d grown a third eye, right in the middle of my forehead, like I just said the weirdest possible thing anyone could’ve said.

“Why would I come to your party when I know you guys just want to use me against Declan? Newsflash—” As she spoke, I couldn’t help but grin, because who the hell said newsflash anymore? “—if I’m going to side with anyone here, it’s going to be Declan, not you snobby little rich kids.”

Snobby little rich kids. She thought I was just like Sawyer. I couldn’t blame her, because I did hang out with the guy. Besides Sawyer, I didn’t really have many friends—mostly because I didn’t need them. Friends were a luxury of normal people.

My family? Not normal. It was a miracle I got them to agree to college before joining the family business.

What was the family business, you might be wondering? That’s a story for another time. Right now, my mind was focused on Ash. In my family, obsession tended to run deep.

“Just think about it, okay?” I said, giving her a full-blown smile. I’d be charming the wet panties off of any other girl, but her? She had her walls up. Sooner or later I’d be breaking them down, whether she wanted me to or not. “It’s the big white house just off of campus on Front Street. You can’t miss it.”

She glared. “Oh, I’ll be sure to miss it on purpose.” She spun, balancing the pizza boxes on one hand. With her other, she flipped me off.

I laughed as she went into the building, disappearing behind the door. When she was gone, and I stood there on the sidewalk alone, the laugh instantly fell off my lips. Who knew the first girl on campus would be so spirited?

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