Oh my God! I was so screwed.
You were screwed the minute you met him and even more so when you took advantage of him, Foreplay Queen.
My cheeks burned. I’d never been forward with a guy. Ryker somehow brought out a side of me that was new and exciting. Maybe knowing he was the Foreplay King only made me want to prove to him that he wasn’t the only one who could wow a partner in the bedroom. After all, I did like a good challenge. Still, our rapturous, intense, and unforgettable night was something I wanted to do again and again.
He’s not that guy. He doesn’t do long-term relationships.“One and done.” That was Ryker James’s motto, at least according to the scuttle around the dorm.
We could never be a couple, not with my father in the picture.
Vicki touched my arm. “Are you okay, Haven? You look pale.” She felt my head like my mom had done many times when I was a little girl not feeling well. “No fever.”
When I blinked, Erik was near the podium, talking with Ajax and Vin, and more people had shown up.
“I’m fine. Maybe after this, I might go back to the dorm.”
“No, you’re not. Erik wants to take us to a club. Besides, I know what your problem is—withdrawal from Mr. Big Dick.”
The only thing I’d shared with Vicki was confirmation that Ryker’s dick was big. In fact, it was huge.
Nevertheless, after a month of living with me, Vicki could read me like a book. But I didn’t get the chance to confirm or deny her statement before Beverly Sims glided in with her sister on her heels.
Vicki followed my line of sight.
“Is Tabitha in the lineup?” I murmured.
The sisters could pass as twins, not only because of their physical attributes, but they both wore red miniskirts, black scooped-neck tops, and wedge sandals. The only slight difference in their appearance was that Beverly wore her hair up off her shoulders and Tabitha let her blond waves hang free.
Vicki sipped on her soda. “I checked the website earlier. I didn’t see her name.”
“Did Tabitha rush for her sister’s sorority?” I asked.
“No. Word around the house was that Tab wasn’t interested in being under her sister’s thumb.”
It was clear that Beverly stood up for her younger sister regardless of what the rumor was about Tabitha.
“I still believe Beverly had something to do with taking that pic of Ryker and me that first night I met him.”
“Maybe it was her sister,” Vicki said. “They both have the same features.”
Possibly.I dipped back into my memory bank, trying to recall anything else about the woman other than blue eyes and blond hair. But I’d been in such a hurry to get Ryker a washcloth that nothing else had stuck in my brain.
The door creaked open, and Ryker swaggered in, looking just as delicious in his ripped jeans and Lakemont T-shirt as he did naked.
The air in my lungs evaporated.
“Close your mouth, Haven. It’s impolite to drool,” Vicki said through a laugh.
I inhaled and shook off the yummy chills that wracked my body.
“You’re in so much trouble,” she cooed.
In more ways than one.
Tabitha sashayed right up to Ryker before Beverly could stop her.
Most of the thirty or so people in the room stopped talking as though they could sense something big was about to go down.
Ryker tensed his large shoulders, and his biceps flexed at the same time as he held up his hands as though Tabitha were arresting him.