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Only for the lights in the room to flip on.

Riley’s hands stilled against her as Gianna pulled away from their kiss, panting, as she looked around.

They were in the back of the room, hidden behind several bookshelves as they sat on their couch. But there were definitely voices at the entrance.

“Yeah, let’s start the setup in here, now. We’ll start to migrate over for the later crowd – the coffee and baked goods in here, the alcohol and louder music over in the main hub.” Someone – undoubtedly one of the organizers – said to someone else.

As Gianna caught her breath and looked around, she saw that, indeed, there were several of the blown-up photos and decorations in the lounge. Things she’d overlooked because she’d been a little focused on her goal.

Balancing with her hands on Riley’s shoulders, she smiled down at her.

The needy, possessive feeling was far more muted now as she stroked her thumbs over the soft skin of Riley’s exposed shoulders. Especially as Riley smiled up at her, cheeks flushed, pupils blown.

Gianna returned her smile. “It seems our private party is going to be cut a little short due to the much larger party heading our way.”

Riley’s hands slid from her ass down her thighs again, the firmness of her touch making Gianna shiver. “We could leave if you feel you’ve successfully given College Gianna everything she would have wanted.”

Gianna couldn’t help but rock down against Riley once more, the bolt of pleasure shooting right through her, making her dig her teeth into her lip to keep quiet.

“I’m not sure College Gianna is entirely… sated just yet. Which is entirely unfortunate.”

Riley arched an eyebrow up at her. “I think our imaginations are plenty powerful enough to carry out your past sexual fantasies at home. After all, we shared a room in college, and we share one now. Shouldn’t be too difficult.”

The grin she shot Gianna was sharp and wanting, and it deepened Gianna’s arousal even more.

“I’ve always loved the way you think.”

Part

Six

LET’S GET PHYSICAL

The Before

AGE: 26

Riley breathed out an appreciative laugh at the ire in Gianna’s tone.

“All right,” she heaved out, pushing herself up with one hand, keeping her wine glass carefully held in the other.

After her sex date had gone miserably awry and Eric had left – so, so disappointingly early. Riley had pre-made them a late-night post-sex charcuterie and everything! – she’d laid in her bed, staring at the ceiling, debating if she should just… stay in.

Sure, it was a Saturday night and it was only eight-thirty, but Riley felt like it would still be a good time to wallow. Wallow in the fact that she’d been anticipating having sex for the first time in months and it had been so unsatisfying. Wallow in the fact that Eric had been the best potential relationship she’d had in over a year, and now that was totally not happening.

But then Gianna had texted her – (I know you’re busy, so this is just for you to look at later) – along with a link to a new designer shoe collection coming out, complete with excited !!!!!

Of course, Gianna – who rarely ever initiated texts when she knew Riley was on dates – would take exception to the rule for fashion. The text had made Riley laugh, perking her up enough to realize: why should she wallow at home, alone?

She’d texted Gianna back –

SOS – are you busy?

Gianna – 8:34PM

Not especially. Debated going to check out that new wine bar, but haven’t started my going out makeup yet. Aren’t YOU busy???

Riley – 8:34PM

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