“Not really,” I muttered, not believing him. “Seems like you’ve got something else on your mind.”
He didn’t respond to my comment as we walked back inside, and I resigned to heading back up to my room to work on an assignment. The first textbook my eyes landed on was my Finance book, and then I swiped for the snapshotted notes in my phone. I found it difficult concentrating and waited twenty minutes before heading downstairs and out the front door to talk to Adina.
I pressed my ear against the wood, and it was deadly quiet, so I tapped gently so I wouldn’t frighten her, “Adina? Adina?” A bang struck the door of another tool thrown, and I grinned in pride at her fiery nature. “Good that you’re alive and well,” I mocked, “but, ah, I was looking at our Finance notes, and there are a couple of points I want to talk to you about.”
Her voice snarled something that I didn’t hear properly, followed by another solid bang against the door. “Is that a yes?” I sniggered.
Then I heard the creaking of her running up the stairs, then more banging against the door, “I don’t have my books with me, do I?”
At this point, I was glad she couldn’t see my smiling face, because I was enjoying this heated exchange. “Yeah, I know, but I thought you could remember the notes, like what’s this about Financial Markets?”
“Let out, and I’ll tell you,” she said sweetly.
“That is tempting, but unfortunately, my brother has the key,” I informed her.
“Get the key off him, then,” she insisted, keeping her tone sweet, knowing exactly how to fool a horny man like me. “I’ll do whatever you want, Ezrah. We can do a rerun of our library episode.”
“Library rerun? Oh. Wait, you mean, when I fucked you over the table? Yeah, that was good. We’ll def do that again,” I pitched.
“Then you need to get the key,” she stressed.
“No chance, sweetie,” I exhaled, so close to doing as she asked. “I’ll jack off thinking about you sleeping down here all alone tonight, but I never defy my family. It pains me to say that family comes first, even when I miss an opportunity to slide my big cock into your wet pussy.”
She growled like a wild animal and kicked the door. “How long are you going to keep me down here? I have class. I have…” It sounded like she was crying, but I couldn’t open the door to find out; besides, she might be faking it. She didn’t have the physical strength I did, but she had her body to tease me with, and that was my weakness.
My fists clenched as I was dangerously close to kicking the door down, but instead, I backed away before I did something I might regret.
As I retreated with my tail between my legs, a cop car pulled up outside, and I crept inside and messaged Sick because I was unsure where he was in the large house.
Me: Campus cops have just turned up. Where r u?
They stepped up on the balcony and knocked on the door, and Cole answered, flinching and shooting me a look when he saw the uniforms. He knew the prize we had hidden under the house, so I hoped he kept his mouth shut.
“Can I help you, sir?” Cole said in a friendly manner, just as Sickle messaged me back with:Get rid of them.
Me: Fuck u. Get ur ass out here to speak to them.
“We received a concerning call from a student,” the cop said to Cole as I stood behind him, listening in.
“Yeah?” Cole said, feigning surprise.
“That you’re holding a student here without her consent,” the cop added, and Cole shrugged and shook his head, “Not that I know of.”
“You haven't heard of,” he checks notes, “Adina Boleyn?”
He shook his head, “No, I haven't,” then he stumbled and backtracked, “I mean…I have heard of her because she’s the drug cartel’s daughter, isn’t she? But I don’t know her personally.”
The cop made a face and spotted me in the background, “I don’t think her father is a drug cartel, but there is concern for her safety since he had just recently committed suicide, sadly.”
“Why would she be here?” Cole said, and the cop glanced at me again.
“Good question, but we’re going to take a look around,” the cop told him.
“Aren't you supposed to have a search warrant?” Cole asked him.
“Not on campus property,” he informed Cole. “Would you mind if we came in?”
“Sure,” I said as he stepped inside, and our roommates looked a little wary, and Sickle appeared from upstairs, “What’s going on?”
