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I’ve kept tabs on them as best I could over the years. Most times I was doing my damndest to forget about them since every time I saw them pop up in the society articles with a different woman on their arms, it made me physically ill.
Have you ever loved someone so much it actually hurt inside to think of them? My heart was bleeding for the boys I left behind and watching them turn into these gorgeous men was even more of a mocking knife, driving straight into my heart.
When I arrived at Bentley University, I attempted to keep a low profile. I wanted to feel things out at first. I couldn’t believe I ran into Beau nearly immediately, but what should I have expected. He’d always had almost a magnetic sense when it came to me and could seek me out of anywhere.
Another not so wonderful thing to greet me when I arrived was the vast number of rumors floating around the sorority. All anyone could talk about was who they thought might have a chance to land Beau and Kingston this year. I played clueless to them, pretending I had no idea who the guys they spoke so highly of were, even though I knew them better than anyone.Or at least I used to.
Anyway, I gritted through pledging to the sorority, needing to fit in here. It was one of the requirements of me coming back to the states according to my father. I needed to attend a college solely catering to the world’s elite students, pledge, and get involved in activities that would benefit my future.
He’s expecting a wealthy son-in-law before I graduate, someone he can sink his hooks into and attempt to bleed dry. He’ll be shockingly disappointed when he discovers the only men I’m interested in are none other than the richest oil tycoons in Texas, who he can’t stand. Daddy hates Beau and Kingston with a passion because neither of the guys would ever put up with his shit. They don’t know this, but they’re the real reason I was sent to Paris.
My parents thought my relationship with them was unhealthy. I believe the words my mother used were ‘unbecoming of a lady’. My father on the other hand, had his sights set on the Governor’s mansion and was trying his damndest to rake in any support he could. I guess the prospect of having a virtuous daughter sent to boarding school and kept away from boys seemed to fit the picture he was painting. I’ll never forgive him for making me leave, for pushing me away from the two guys in my life who always felt like my home. My safety.
Well, now I’m back. Both guys know I’m here and I’m taking full advantage. If Beau thinks he can be stubborn and push me away, then I’ll fuck King every day, screaming the walls down until I drive him crazy. I want him so jealous we’re not together he can’t see straight. The same goes for Kingston now that I’ve made up my mind, he’s mine too. I can’t imagine him being with another woman, and I’ll do anything I can to lock him down. He’s not my consolation prize, he’s my double win.
Turning off the shower, I grab a towel and pat myself dry. I’m way more sober than I was earlier, now back in that blissful stagewhere I’m a little buzzed but kinda sleepy. There’s not a chance in hell I’m sleeping alone tonight either.
My phone pings with a text.
Kingston Banks
I can’t stop thinking about you in another sexy dress. Got any other colors to show me?
I’ve got something much better to show him, and it involves no clothes on either of us.
With that thought, I quickly dress, and grab my key card. I’m in all black this time around as I tuck the card, my phone and wallet in my pocket, then quietly leave my room. I manage to get outside without being seen thanks to it being late enough everyone’s passed out.
I’m not in the mood to deal with anyone else tonight and if I manage to run into Beau again, I may lose my shit completely. After his brush off, I just want to be loved and I know Kingston can give that to me.
Chapter 16
KINGSTON
Thankfully, my lamp light is on, so the room isn’t pitch black. As soon as my door closes and locks, I begin peeling off my clothes, tossing them in every direction. Heading straight for the shower, I turn it to scolding hot, allowing the water to beat down on my back as I scrub myself raw. Once I finally feel clean again, I dry off, brush my teeth, then head toward my bed.
Stopping in my tracks, I take in the form snuggled in my bed.This is new.Losing the towel around my hips, I peel back the thick comforter and two thousand thread count top sheet then slide in. The bed movement seems to rouse Iris as she turns over and parts her lids, taking me in. Offering a flirty grin, I murmur, “Hey, beautiful. Nice surprise finding you here.” I seriously must’ve been stuck in my head when I came in not to notice her immediately.
She smiles sleepily. “I was waiting for you when you texted, thinking about you. Thought I’d surprise you.”
The fact she felt comfortable enough to curl up in my bed is all the confirmation I need to know she’s feeling me as much as I am her. “Mmm… my lucky night. I’m thrilled you’re here, but how did you get in?”
“One of your frat brothers let me in the house, then one of the staff found me sitting outside your room. He let me in. Please don’t get the guy in any trouble. I told him I’d be fine waiting in the hall, but he insisted you’d want me in your room.”
Leaning forward, I pop a soft kiss to her forehead. “Well, he was right. The last place I want you waiting is on the floor in the hallway.” My hands would be bloody for an entirely different reason if I were to discover anyone touched her while she was waiting for me. Hell, at this rate, they better not look at her for more than a brief glance. She’s better than all of the assholes here and deserves nothing but their respect.
Iris giggles, and the sound makes my soul light up for her, forgetting about everything else.
“Are we having a sleepover?” The mere thought of sleeping next to her all night has my cock stirring with interest. I can think of plenty of things I want to do to her in my bed.
She nods. “If you don’t mind?”
“I want you in my bed every night,” I admit, lying on my side to face her and wrap my arm around her waist. She’s exactly where I want her. Hell, I’ve been dreaming of this moment for longer than I’d like to admit.
She snuggles in, her eyes going wide after a beat. “You’re naked?” her voice squeaks in surprise.
“I told you I don’t wear clothes to bed.”
“That doesn’t seem very fair,” she mumbles, then starts shifting around. Her shorts come off first, and she tosses them to the side of the bed. Next, she peels off her tank top, exposing her perky little breasts.
