Snowed In

“Harder please.”

His face was breathtakingly handsome. The kind of smoldering, panty-melting good looks that had probably reduced hundreds of girls to quivering jelly. He also had the sharpest, most masculine jawline I’d ever seen.

“That’s better.”

His dark eyebrows matched the thick bushiness of his full head of hair. Beneath that, his lips were full and perfect; not too thick, not too wide. Great for kissing. Great for—

“You’ve done this before, haven’t you?”

I nodded, then realized his eyes were closed. Or at least they looked closed.

“Yes.”

“Other boyfriends?”

I thought back for a brief instant before erupting in a giggle. “None of them with shoulders like yours, though.”

“Why? You don’t like big shoulders?”

It was a trick question, and I knew it. I decided to play coy.

“Maybe I like nerdy guys.”

Boone laughed beneath me, and my whole body lurched with his. I couldn’t believe I was doing this! Sitting on his lap, rubbing his body. The both of us, totally naked…

“Well I always saw you as nerdy-cute,” he said. “But I figured maybe you liked to roll around in the grass on the other side of the fence, no?”

Always saw…

“Always saw?” I repeated skeptically. “Come on, I didn’t take you for a bullshitter. It’s a big campus. Other than this trip, you’ve never seen me until—”

“The library. Tuesdays and Thursdays.”

My mouth opened. I stopped rubbing. “W—What?’

“You go to the library every Tuesday and Thursday,” he said. “Like clockwork. You walk up from the east side of campus. One of the residential buildings, I always figured. Orchard Hill probably, or—”

“How the hell do you know that?”

Boone shrugged. “Because I’ve seen you. I’ve watched you from my classroom window, practically all semester.”

Beneath the water, his hands moved back to my hips. I froze, like a deer in headlights.

“What would you say if I told you I’ve seen you lots of times? Not just on the way to the library, but in other places on campus too?”

“I… I’d say…”

His fingers brushed my skin, causing me to gasp involuntarily. They slid downward, along the curve of my lower back.

“I guess I wouldn’t know what to say.”

His hands settled over my ass as he pulled me closer, more firmly into his lap.

“Because I have,” said Boone. Our faces were so close we were almost touching. I could feel the soft kiss of his breath. See the glimmer of the lamplight in his chocolate eyes. “I’ve watched you lots of times.”

I looked down. I had to. It was all so overwhelming! It was just too much.

But Boone only took my chin and tilted it back upward again.