Page 84 of Exes That Puck
“What time will you be back?” I ask as she grabs her purse.
She grins mysteriously. “Probably tomorrow.”
My eyes widen. “Payton! Are you getting some tonight?”
She scrunches her nose and laughs. “See you later.”
“With who? Is it Wolf Boy?” I call after her, but she just presses her finger to her lips and disappears into the hallway.
I’m still smiling when I pick up my phone.
Kara:Guess who has her dorm all to herself?
Zeke:I’ll be there in 20.
I toss my phone aside and dive back into my project, fingers flying across the keyboard. Only a few more paragraphs and I’ll be done. The thought of having Zeke here for the entire night makes it impossible to concentrate properly.
When there’s a knock at my door, I scramble with my laundry that’s been sitting in a pile for almost a week. I shove it in my closet, close it up, and then walk to the door. When I open it, Zeke is standing there with his hands in his pockets. My stomach fills with butterflies as he blinks.
“Hey,” he says.
“Hi,” I say, fixing my posture. “You gave me only fifteen minutes.”
He points behind him. “I can come back in five.”
I laugh, stepping aside to let him in.
“So,” he says, walking in. “What were you going to do with the extra five minutes?” He sits down on my bed and says, “I want to watch.”
I press my lips together, catching his attention when I start chewing on my bottom lip. I walk to my desk and start organizing.
He stands behind me and says, “You don’t have to clean for me.” His breath on the back of my neck. “I already know you’re messy.”
“Hey,” I say, elbowing him. He grabs my elbow and starts tickling my ribs. I burst into laughter, trying to push him away. “Stop!”
He smiles, shaking his head. I knock down almost everything on my desk, trying to get away from him.
Then he’s cupping my cheek and kissing me. I grab his face and kiss him back. Our tongues slip out, tangling together.
Then I bite his lip, pull back, and moan. When I let it go, he smirks at me.
“You’re the best ex-boyfriend, you know that?” I whisper.
He lets out a low laugh. Then he’s looking at the ceiling and groaning. “Ahhhhhh.”
He’s a lot taller than I am, so seeing him from this angle means all I see is his Adam’s apple, which I love, so I kiss it. I pull at his neck.
“You’re much better as an ex than when we were together.”
He grabs my hips and rests his face on my shoulder near my neck. “Okay.” He takes a step back and pops his lips. “What’re we eating for dinner?”
I shrug. “I’ll find something in the communal kitchen.”
“And me?” he asks.
I shrug. “I’ll feed you some noodles.”
He lets out a small laugh as he wipes his mouth. “Okay. What’re we doing tonight?”
