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How hard could it be?

She sighed. “I don’t know.”

“What do you want?”

Piper chewed her lip walking over to the cash register with me, still considering. It made sense. What could I offer her? She already had her school paid, she already had her rent paid, and she didn’t want my money.

But there were things that Piper couldn’t reach that I could.

“You want to go to graduate school?”

She raised an eyebrow. “You know I do.”

“And you want out of Roman Villa…and into Roman Hall.”

I had Piper’s attention in an instant. Roman Hall was our residential building for graduate students. It was nice as hell. I’d snuck in there plenty of times to motorboat older grad ladies, and the place was immaculate. They even had statues in the courtyards.

“You have to be a graduate student to be an RA there,” she said slowly.

“The greatest thing about being a D1 athlete is people just give you shit when you ask.” I grinned. “A recommendation letter from me? Pretty good. But a recommendation letter from the award-winning football coach on campus?” My grin widened. “Coach Lawson’s recommendation letter? You could sell that online and make good money. Imagine what Roman Hall would say about it.”

Piper set down the last bar of chocolate and stared down at everything on the counter. I had her. Holy shit did I have her. It wasn’t that I was offering something for free, Piper wouldn’t have taken it. My ice princess was hard-working. She wanted to earn that spot. And in this way, she still would.

“I will think about it.”

“Fuck yeah.”

“That’s not a yes, Adam.”

“Could be. That’s what matters.” I waited for the cashier to take Piper’s credit card after he rang up most of the items. The moment he was finished though, I flashed my credit card instead. “Hey, kid. You want to make fifty bucks?”

The cashier glanced up. “What?”

“Adam.” Piper gave me a hard look. “You said I could pay.”

“I said you could hand him your card.”

“What?”

“I didn’t say anything about you paying.” I nodded towards the card reader. “Kid, if you refuse her card, fifty bucks, cash back, all yours. What do you say?”

Piper huffed, but she didn’t snatch my card and toss it to the ground. With as much eye-rolling as I’d ever seen, she finally let me pay the bill.

“Imagine how nice the dorms at Roman Hall are…” I tempted her, pushing open the door.

“Adam, I said I would think about it.”

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Piper

On The Official Page

Monday morning found me pacing my dorm, back and forth like a kid’s toy with faulty batteries, practically wearing down the wooden floor. I knew what I had to do. Adam Russell and I needed to go our separate ways. It was too hard being around him.

And the dream.

The dream—the dream—that dream that forced me to wake up at four o’clock in the morning with my hand between my thighs and the lingering memory of Adam stepping closer and closer to me. He knotted his fingers through my hair, tilted my face up, and—

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