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"Okay, so I don't know about you, but I'm so damn attracted to you. Hell, you know that, from our night last year."

"Yeah, same," I say, wondering where he's going with this.

"I know you don't do relationships, and to be honest, I don't want a relationship with everything I'm already having to deal with. And I don't even know if you feel this way, but I can't stop thinking about you."

"Oh really? How so?" I ask, wanting to know if he thinks about me as much as I think of him.

"I think about that night we had together, and I want to repeat it. Multiple times, if I'm being honest. And it feels like its kismet that we're roommates. Neither of us wants a relationship, and we know we're hot as hell together. It just makes the most sense."

I can't deny that what he's saying is the truth, and honestly, I've spent most of my days thinking about him and wondering if we would have the same chemistry as before. Besides, I'm not looking for a relationship and it seems like he's not either, so why not try it? What could it hurt?

Besides being awkward as hell and having to still live with each other?

Ugh, yeah, that would suck. But what if we could spend at least the next few weeks just hooking up? I could do that.

"So you want to be fuck buddies?" I ask bluntly, because that's what it is.

"Hell yes. And if you say yes, I'm planning to drag you back to our room right now and fuck you."

"Wow," I whisper, my dick getting hard in my tan shorts. "You're serious."

"Hell yes, I am. But it can't be anything serious."

"I don't do serious," I lie, but knowing I'm too weak not to give in.

"Sooo?" he smiles wide, like he already knows he's got me hook, line, and sinker.

"What if I wanted to fuck you?"

"Oh, holy yes. That. We can do that. I'm vers so I'm good with both." Beck groans loudly, not caring who here can hear him. "Please say yes. I don't think I can be around you anymore without putting my hands on you."

I sit quietly, watching him anxiously move around on his chair. His hand reaches under the table, and I can only imagine what he's touching right now. I already know I'm going to tell him yes, but catching him squirm in his seat has me giggling like a child. He's so turned on at the thought of us hooking up again.

"Talon," he whines, pushing himself back from the table and standing up.

"Hmm?" I ask, leaning my head back as he walks over to me and gets into my space. "What's up?" I ask, my chest rising and falling rapidly as he leans down, placing his lips at my ear.

"Are you going to let me take you home and fuck you into the mattress?" He purrs, licking the side of my neck.

"We're in public," I hiss, even though I don't care who sees us right now.

"Then you should probably say yes before I turn this indecent."

"It's already indecent."

Beck pulls away, looking down at my shorts, where the outline of my erection is right there for everyone to see. "Fuck, that's sexy as hell. I can't wait to put that in my mouth. So? Yes?"

"Yes," I breathe, knowing I'm not strong enough to hold out any longer. "Take my home and fuck me."

Chapter

Twelve

BECK

We crash through the door, my foot slamming it shut behind me. It's been hard as hell trying to keep my hands off him the entire walk home. He kept trying to talk to me on the way home, but there was no way I could have a conversation with him when I was hard as stone. It was already bad enough trying to speed walk with a hard on, there was no way I could have a casual chat with him while we were making our way home. Right when we reached the entrance to campus, I tried to pick up the pace when Talon slowed down walking down the cobblestone steps toward the quad. It took me a few seconds to realize that he was trying to mess with me. He knew how badly I wanted to get him home, and so he was teasing me by having pointless conversations and trying to get me to the quad.

Now that I have him alone, he's going to pay for that.