Page 31 of Silk Sheets

“I’m free now,” he shifted closer, his nose tickling the crease of my neck before he pressed a kiss to my skin and I chuckled, pulling back.

“Well, I’m not. Now go away,” I playfully shoved him back and he grinned.

“You’re hurting my delicate heart, mama,” he lifted a palm to his chest and I rolled my eyes. I pinned him with a stare. “Five minutes,” he placed his hand on my thigh, a sultry glisten in his eyes.Damn him.

Maybe getting with Trey will erase every and all traces of Logan. And then I could move on. Not to mention, Trey was by far the best fuck of my life. It’s the reason why after our first time together, I didn’t bother sleeping with anyone else. Just him.

“Fine,” I shut my textbook.

His eyes lit up and after I shoved my belongings in my bag, he took it from me, like he always did whenever he bumped into me on campus.

Trey slipped a muscular arm around my shoulder and we headed out. As soon as we hit the hallway he took my chin between his fingers and pressed a kiss to my lips. I smiled, staring up at him and of course his lips curled into the most clit tingling grin.

He stayed on campus, so his dorm room wouldn’t be too far.

* * *

Holding the bed sheets to my chest, I turned my head, staring at a sleeping Trey.

We kissed in bed, but as soon as he felt something was off with me he laid back, pulled me into his arms and kissed the top of my head.

We allowed silence to settle between us before I looked up at him. “I’m sorry.”

He cupped the side of my face. “Don’t worry about it,” his thumb brushed over my cheekbone. “You wanna talk.”

I shook my head, snuggling closer with my cheek on his warm, bare chest. He simply kissed the top of my head and held me tighter. I couldn’t necessarily tell him that I was upset because my professor ended… well, whatever we had going on.

Eventually we fell asleep in each other’s arms, and guilt gnawed at me. This was the second time. I didn’t mean to lead Trey on, but when he kissed me, it just didn’t feel right. I tried to push out any and all thoughts of Logan but I couldn’t do it.

Careful not to wake Trey, I slipped back into my clothes, keeping his sweatshirt on as well. I leaned over, kissed his cheek and grabbed my bag to leave.

As soon as I was outside of his dorm room, I dug in my bag for my cellphone but couldn’t find it.Shit. I must’ve left it at the library.

Hurriedly, I headed to my car then went back to the main building. When I reached the library, my cellphone was nowhere to be seen.Fuck. I rushed back to the bookshelves I had been at until a lumpy textbook caught my eye. I almost laughed. My phone had been shut inside a textbook.

After successfully retrieving it, I sped walked through campus, ready to get home and end this day.

I stopped in my tracks, seeing a few missed calls from Logan. A deep crease settled between my eyebrows until a hand grabbed my upper arm, dragging me into a storage closet.

The door shut and I looked up to meet an angry Logan.

“What are you doing—”

“Where were you?”

“What?” I whispered in confusion.

“Chase saw you kiss and leave campus with another student,” he stepped forward and my stomach dropped. “So where the fuck were you, Dakota.”

I scoffed. “Unbelievable.” My arms folded over my chest and I kept his stare. “So first Chase completely avoids me and you reject me, and now he’s keeping tabs on me and you’re pissed I left with another guy?”

The muscle in his jaw ticked.

“I’m not your goddamn property or his. You don’t get to do as you please and dictate my life, do you understandProfessorHale?”

“You are whatever the fuck I say you are,” his fingers curled around my neck as he forced my back into the wall. “If you’re going to be a whore don’t make it obvious by wearing his clothes—”Smack.

My chest heaved as I stared back at him. “Fuck you,” I seethed, reaching up to grab his forearm. “Now let me go or I’ll scream,” I pushed his chest back but his hold around my neck only grew firm. Using his body, he pressed mine harder against the wall.