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Chapter Fourteen

Tyson

I had never been more attracted to a woman. It was like her body was made for my mine. Everything about her was perfect. I wouldn’t change a thing. She was curved into me again, like her body had been made to fit mine.

I didn’t realize how small she was without her heels on. Or how skinny she was as I pulled her back to my chest. She had slept on my arm and by my side all night. She didn’t push me away, and she didn’t even seem to care that I couldn’t keep my hands off her.

When it came to her, I couldn’t keep my hands off her. Even now my hand was under the t-shirt she had on and rested on her stomach.

I had never seen someone as beautiful as her. I pulled my arm out from her and leaned on my elbow, watching her sleep. I could watch her all day. In fact, I was planning on us not leaving this room today. If she had plans, she would be canceling them.

Then my door swung open.

“Tyson, Mum wants to know if you want breakfast and, because apparently I have nothing better to do, I’ve been sent to-” A smirk spread across Eve’s face when she spotted Layla and me.

They never fucking learned to knock!

Layla suddenly stirred, waking up. Great, now I couldn’t watch her sleep anymore.

I narrowed my eyes at my little sister. “Don’t say a word.”

Her smirk got bigger and she ignored me.. “Morning, Layla.”

Layla slowly woke up. “Morning, Eve.”

“You’re in my brother’s bed.” Eve kept smirking.

“Yep.” Layla didn’t lie or start making excuses or start gushing about how we didn’t have sex. She didn’t seem ashamed at all of being caught in my bed.

I liked her more for that.

“Tyson and Layla. Who would have thought?” Eve was not leaving, but instead she walked toward us. “So, does he live up to expectations? My friends always say he does.” Eve sat down on my bed and thought it was acceptable to talk about my sex life!

Just don’t kill her.

Layla sat up and glanced at me. “You have sex with her friends?”

Well, that was loaded question. I shot a glare at Eve. She always brought fucking trouble. Trouble just followed her around and somehow she always roped me into it.

“You’re the first, though,” Eve said, making no sense whatsoever. Was her brain not working right this morning? It would seem it was working well enough to cause trouble.

“I highly doubt I’m his first,” Layla grinned at her.

“You are. You are the first one he has let in this room. Normally he drags them to his sex room.”

“My dorm room is not my sex room!” I told her and I don’t know how many times I’ve had to remind her of that! “Can you fuck off now?”

“Nope. I want to talk to Layla.” Eve pulled her legs up on the bed and got comfortable.

I was going to start screaming at her. I swear she only understood anything when you yelled at her. Layla’s hand went to my arm, running up and down like she was trying to relax me.

“So, did you rope Hannah into doing those extra credits, Eve?” Layla didn’t seem to mind that my sister wanted to talk to her.

No woman I had ever been with had time for my sisters. They always saw them as a threat, because my sisters always came first, but Layla didn’t think that. I stared at her blankly. She was full of surprises. Why was she so different to every other woman I had been with? And why did it take me so long to find her?

“Yes,” Eve grinned. “Dad is going to be thrilled when he reads my excellent report. It’s going to be glowing, knowing Hannah’s work.”

“Hannah’s doing your homework?” I snapped at Eve. “Seriously, Eve!”

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