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I remember overhearing Haley and my dad talk about one of his contracts, but the moment Tyler’s fingers slick across my skin and dip inside me, I can’t for the life of me remember thedetails.
“Good.” He sinks to his knees, nudging my legs wider while he lifts his gorgeous face to meet mygaze.
Holyhell.
“What are you doing?” Ipant.
“While you’re making sure they don’t fuck me, I’m gonna fuckyou.”
* * *
Tylerand I catch a red-eye back to New York. We spring for in-flight internet and look up lawyers on the way, and by the time we land, he has a meeting with a Midtown entertainment attorney to review Zeke’sdeal.
Tyler insists our car drop me off first and walks me to the doors at Vanier. “Have funtoday.”
“Thanks.” With the flight and transport from the airport, I missed Entertainment Management and Talbot’s class. The first isn’t a big deal, but I’m going to apologize in person for the latter. “Good luck meetingZeke.”
Tyler kisses me long and hard before pulling back, brushing his thumb across myjaw.
I watch him go, biting my lip as he slides into the car. Is it ever going to sink in that he’s mine? I hopenot.
I take my bags upstairs, but no one’s there—probably because it’s still the middle of theday.
Sure enough, the dining hall’s half-full with the pre-lunch coffee crowd when I pass on my way to theclassrooms.
I linger by the door of Talbot’s class until it letsout.
“Hey, traveler,” Elle chirps when she seesme.
I grab her in a hug. “It’s really good to seeyou.”
“You too. Did you hug Rae like this? I’d pay to seethat.”
I pull back, smiling. “Haven’t seen her yet. Just dropped my bagsoff.”
“MissJamieson.”
My good mood fades a little as I look over Elle’s shoulder atTalbot.
“I’m sorry I missed class.I—”
“Please come see me at my office in thirtyminutes.”
“Um. Okay.” I hadn’t expected it to warrant an entire meeting, but I nod as she passes us, books inhand.
“That sounds ominous,” Ellesays.
“Right?”
“You missed a crazy few days,” she continues as we start down the hallway. “All hell broke loose after the showcase. A few people got approached by agents, but the shit with Tyler was the craziest. Beck told me their entire apartment is full of gifts from people who want to meetTyler.”
“That iscrazy.”
“You guysgood?”
I grin. “Yeah, actually. Weare.”
When I head to the central administration on the third floor, the admin assistant offers me a chair while I wait, and I wave her off with a smile, perusing the full-color photos on the wall. All are of people on stage: musicians, dancers, actors. There’s grace in what they do, and competence, andtriumph.
