“You’re not saying anything.” Good god, sometimes I want to shake him.

He huffs a quiet laugh. “Look, I like her. She’s nice and a lot of fun, but I have no idea where it’ll go. Dating in college isn’t like it was in high school. People don’t go into it thinking they’ve found their forever person or at least I don’t.”

I wonder if that’s a universal thing or just my brother. Heath basically summed it up the same way. Seems a little depressing if I follow their logic too deep, but fun—fun I’m in for.

When the apartment building comes into view, I fall back beside Heath.

“I promised Reagan I’d stay over tonight to talk boys.”

He smirks and his eyes darken. “You could come over later when you’re done talking.”

“I’d like to, really, but sneaking into your place with Adam there… I don’t know.”

He nods and I can’t tell if he’s disappointed or not. I’m glad he doesn’t push any harder to get me to change my mind though. I’d probably cave, and some part of me knows I’m not ready to get naked with him yet.

I’m not a virgin, but my experience is pretty limited. And if what Adam says is true, that this isn’t a big deal, I need to capture the butterflies in my stomach and give them a good pep talk about slowing their flutter every time Heath is near.

“Breakfast tomorrow?” I offer.

“Yeah. Text me and we can go over to campus together in the morning.”

“Are you coming, Ginny?” Dakota asks when we reach the top of the stairs. She and Reagan are headed into their apartment, and the rest of the group has already gone into the boys’ place.

“Yeah, I’ll be there in just a minute.”

As the doors close, Heath’s mouth finds mine. He kisses me like he’s begging me to reconsider going inside with him. His large hands frame my face, and he walks me backward until I’m trapped between him and the wall.

Heath likes to be in charge, and my body doesn’t mind one bit. His lips find the sensitive flesh at the curve of my neck and I sigh. “How many hours until the dining hall opens?”

“Five or six.” The words are spoken against my skin between nips.

“That’s a long time to wait.”

“Hungry, baby?” His deep baritone rumbles.