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Then

Robert

How in the hell does a woman make studying World Mythologies fucking sexy?That was the question that’d been dominating my thoughts over the last thirty minutes. We were in the library again, using one of the silent study rooms to work on our class assignment.

“Did you get the bo— What? Do I have something in my hair?” Deborah questioned when she looked up and saw me staring. She began running her hand through her long, dark brown tresses as if trying to remove whatever she thought was in it.

I grinned, a move I rarely ever did but came naturally when around her.

“Do you remember the first time we met?”

She frowned, forehead wrinkling. “Uh, yeah,” she answered, confused. “You were …” Her words drifted off as she bit the tip of the eraser to the pencil she held in her hand.

Is she blushing?

“Fucking your roommate,” I supplied.

Yup, she was definitely blushing.

Her eyes also ballooned at my words.

I shrugged.

“I walked in on you two.” Her nose pinched angrily.

“Not my fault you don’t know how to knock.”

“It wasmyroom!”

Another shrug. “It was Tracey’s room, too.”

Deborah groaned. “Don’t remind me.”

“You’ve avoided me since then.”

I was glad when she didn’t try to deny that fact. Four years we’d spent on the same campus, we even had some friends in common, but since that day freshman year she hadn’t said more than two words to me.

“It’s been a busy four years,” she responded. “I didn’t have time to mess around.”

“I’ve noticed.”

She peered at me, those blue eyes narrowing. “And I didn’t like that since that first day you’ve called me princess.”

“I call you princess because you acted like one.”

Her mouth dropped.

“It’s true. You walked in on your roommate and I fucking and freaked out as if you’d never heard of or seen two people having sex before.”

“It’s not a common occurrence to walk in on people having sex!”

“We’re in college. You live in the dorms. I know that wasn’t your last time walking in on your roommate fucking or vice versa.”

“Do you have to keep using that word?”

“What? Fucking? See? Princess.”

She rolled her eyes and I sat back in my chair, just staring. She was gorgeous with her hypnotizing eyes, long, dark hair, aquiline nose, and her slightly bronzed skin from the California sun.