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Good—and bad—for me. If he saw anything, Gerald didn’t let on. I was glad he’d been the one to walk in. A few more minutes and our situation would have been more compromised.
We’d been careful to observe all the rules we’d set up. Losing control wasn’t supposed to happen. I wasn’t some hormonal teenager. I knew how to wait, so why had I given in and allowed Harmony to kiss me when we were exposed?
My emotions were clouding my judgment. That was the only thing that made sense.
Gerald and I worked in mutual silence. He cleaned the desks and swept the floors. I knew from experience that he’d wait until I left to mop.
Once enough time had passed that I knew Harmony would be in her next class, I gathered up my books and materials and left Gerald to his cleaning. I’d get more done at home, and without the temptation of going looking for Harmony. That was absolutely out of the question.
We were supposed to meet at home tomorrow. I had plans for us. Harmony had been open to trying anything, and even after three weeks together, we’d barely scratched the surface of positions I wanted to try with her.
It had been so long since we shared a woman, but we fell back into the routine far too easily.
My cheeks ached, and I realized I’d been grinning like a fool all the way across campus. A few students standing in the shade near the parking lot grinned back at me, so I kept the smile in place and waved at them.
They were used to my happiness. None of them would think anything of it unless I made it weird.
20
HARMONY
Iwas never going to get used to the way Stephen, Matthew, and Roberto treated me. In bed and out, they were kind, courteous, and attentive. I barely made a move toward the edge of the bed after three hours of incredible sex before Roberto rolled off the bed and gathered up my clothes.
He took my hand and walked me to the bathroom, helping me shower and dress amid slow kisses and tentative touches. Stephen and Matthew joined us for the last few minutes, their kisses growing more heated than the steamy shower.
I sighed into Matthew’s mouth when he dragged me to his chest for another drugging kiss. Every time I came here, it was harder to leave. Even with my weak knees and fully satisfied body, I wanted nothing more than to climb back in bed with them.
No more all-nighters. I’d made myself that promise after that first night in their penthouse. “I have to go,” I whispered into the quiet room.
Three heads raised, expressions full of remorse.
“You could stay a little while longer.” Roberto winked playfully and patted my ass.
I groaned and shook my head. “I can’t keep being so late coming home to the sorority house. They’ll get suspicious.”
“I’m already looking forward to next time.” Matthew nuzzled my neck with his nose, then nipped lightly along my collarbone.
The playful affection in their kisses kept my body loose and heightened the threads of desire that never seemed to fully go away.
Stephen cupped my cheek and kissed me long and deep. His tongue swept into my mouth and both arms locked around my back.
I lifted onto my tiptoes and pressed my chest flush against his. If they kept this up, I was definitely at risk of staying too long. I gripped Stephen’s bare ribs and pulled away from his lips with no shortage of regret. “I’ll be back.”
“When?” Matthew took his turn for a kiss next, stopping me from answering.
Every touch ignited the passion between us. They had been so deep inside me tonight I would feel it for days. It made me curious what would happen if I walked back into the bedroom and crawled into the bed. But I couldn’t. Full night had fallen over an hour ago, and my library excuse was wearing thin. All it would take was for Delilah to come looking for me in the library one night for my lies to be exposed. I hated lying to her. The necessary toll it had taken on my psyche caused a shift in our friendship that I didn’t know how to mend.
She didn’t treat me any differently, and I did my best to do the same, but I was pretty sure she knew I was hiding something, even if she had no idea about the truth.
“Matthew.” I let him hear my desire and my regret. “I really have to go. I don’t want to, but they’re starting to ask questions.”
That was enough to convince Matthew to release me. They walked with me from the bedroom to the living room. Two lamps illuminated the corner of the room, leaving the rest dim andsoothing. The city skyline gave off an array of colors through the windows, and I paused to look out across the expanse. “Mom would love this.” I clasped the windowsill and rested my weight on my palms.
“You should bring her by sometime.” Roberto tucked my hair behind my ears in that careful way of his. “I’d love to meet her.”
Stephen’s breath rushed out with a harshness that pushed me away from the window.
No feelings.
