Without You (Love Wanted in Texas 1)

Will: I can’t wait to see you this weekend. I’m going to bury my face between your legs first. Then, I’ll bury myself so deep inside you that you’ll feel me for days.

The moment my body slammed into someone else, I felt like an idiot. Upon impact, I dropped the books I had been carrying, and I quickly bent down to pick them up while I shoved my phone in my back pocket.

“Shit! I’m so sorry!” I reached for my books at the same time another hand reached out as well. I quickly looked up. “It’s you.”

“Hey, Alex. How are you?”

I swallowed hard. “You know my name?”

Dark-haired hot guy laughed as he quickly scooped up my books and stood up.

I stood up and rolled my eyes. Good God, Alex. Really?

“Of course I do. How could I forget the most beautiful freshman on campus?”

I bit down on my lip and shook my head as I let out a small laugh. “I don’t remember us ever exchanging names. I’m sorry. I don’t know your name.”

His eyes were a beautiful green. The light from the sun was almost making them sparkle.

“We didn’t exchange names. I asked Rod, the other tour guide, what your name was, and he gave it to me.”

My stomach dropped. “Oh.”

“Are you coming to eat or just to study?” He lifted up my books and smiled.

I couldn’t talk. All I heard was my father’s voice over and over in my head.

Meet new people, Alex. Make new friends. Have fun and experience new things.

“Both. I have a huge test in calculus and another in chemistry.”

When he smiled, I found myself smiling back. He opened the door to the Littlefield Patio Café and motioned for me to go inside. I did, and he followed behind me.

“You’re in luck. I aced both classes last year, and I’m hungry.”

I laughed. “Well, would you like to join me for lunch then?”

He winked. “I thought you’d never ask.”

We made our way over to a corner table.

I went to sit down. “Wait—I still don’t even know your name.”

The way his eyes moved across my body made me both nervous and excited. He set my books down and held out his hand. I reached for it, and he shook it.

“Blake Turner.”

“It’s a pleasure to meet you, Blake Turner. Alex Mathews.”

He pulled my hand up and kissed the back of it. “The pleasure is all mine.”

His eyes danced with passion, and I knew I should immediately tell him about Will. Instead, I pulled my hand away and sat down.

The waitress came over and glared at me before she turned to Blake. “Hey, Blake. How are you?”

Blake looked up and smiled. “Hey, Chrissie. I’m doing good. How are you?”

She glanced over to me quickly before looking back at Blake. “Just got here for my shift and already looking forward to getting off.”