“Don’t. It’s not your fault,” she says and I’m not sure if she’s saying it for my benefit or her own. I think she’s reasonable enough to realize that she has no reason to feel jealous but part of me understands. She’s right, I’d be a psychopath if I knew anyone had touched her. I could only imagine the scene that would unfold if any guy showed up at her dorm in the middle of the night while I was there.

“That night that we crossed this line, I remember thinking this is what’s been missing. You. You were missing.” I finger her waves between my fingers. I know what she wants right now, and I’m more than happy to give it to her knowing I need to be close to her just as badly.“You want to take a bath?”

Chapter Seventeen

One Month Later

I’m lying on the bed watching as Gabrielle gets ready to go out with Harper and some of her friends from her dorm. I’ll admit it’s been tough with her having to balance her friends and myself the past month. It’s been almost impossible for us to consistently spend the night together because it would probably raise about a hundred questions if she was sleeping over at my place every night like we want. We’d been lucky that Harper started seeing someone and it gave Gabrielle an excuse to sleep here under the guise of trying to give Harper some privacy but I’m over it. I want Gabrielle in my bed every night. Not just twice a week if I’m lucky.

“Hey, babe,” I call into the bathroom and Gabrielle comes out holding that little tool over her eyelashes that make them look longer. She’s wearing a black skin tight long sleeved dress that’s showing more cleavage than I’d appreciate and accentuates her delicious curves. Sheer stockings adorn her legs and the heeled boots she’s wearing make her legs look a mile long despite her height. I rub a hand over my jaw willing my irritation away as I think about all of the men that will be tripping over their dicks to get to her all night. Not that I plan to be far away but she doesn’t need to know that yet. “You are gorgeous.” I smile at her and she beams under my praise.

“Thank you,” she says with a curtsy and a giggle.