Her mouth parts, granting me entrance as I deepen the kiss, and I hear the perfect sweet moan fall from the back of her throat that elicits a primal response deep within me.
Fuck, she sounds hot.
I want to hear her moan my name, listen to her panting and breathless as I bury my cock deep inside of her.
Harper pulls back, breathless.
Her cheeks are rosy and her lips swollen.She’s a gorgeous sight, and the cold air surrounds me yet again.I’d forgotten I was freezing while kissing her.
“We can’t,” Harper says and pulls her hands back from my chest.“I’m notthatgirl.”
My gaze tightens.“What does that mean?”I’ve never been more confused in my life.
“I know what you were doing, Luca.I’m not an idiot.You’re not bedding two girls in one night.Well, not me.”
Harper turns and keeps walking, heading down the road, leaving me standing there dumbfounded.
Bedding two girls?Who the hell does she think I slept with?
And then my mind flashes back to Nova, walking with her down the stairs, her wearing my sweatshirt.Does she think I slept withher?
Three
Harper
I kissed Luca Ricci; what the hell was I thinking?
Okay, I wasn’t thinking.I let myself experience the moment a little too much, and I’m regretting it.
Not the kiss.
I definitely do not regret kissing Luca.
What I regret is the fact that he had just hooked up with another girl—she definitely looked like a freshman—and then he chased after me.
Who does that?
The most eligible bachelor, who happens to play hockey for Evergreen University.It doesn’t hurt that he’s easy on the eyes.I’m pretty sure he has a fan club who chases after him at hockey games, screaming his name and cheering him on.
She’s probably part of that stupid club.
At least that’s what I imagine happens after games.
I’ve never been to any of Evergreen’s hockey games, and I don’t plan on attending one in the future, either.
I’m not into sports.I’d rather stay in the dorm reading a book until the early hours of the morning.
After what happened this evening, I am never going to a hockey game, ever.
And then there is Ashton Rinaldi, who I ran into on my way to class and again at the party.He kept chatting me up when I wanted to find Luca.
I hate parties.I only showed up tonight because Kensley insisted that I attend.
And then there was a small part of me wanting to show up for Luca.
Which is asinine.Why did I think the invitation meant anything?
He probably invites every girl he’s friendly with, and I’m sure there is a long list since he’s an athlete.
