Chapter 7

Nic had to get out of there. He didn't know this girl, nor should he give a shit about her, but he found himself wanting to turn the car around and go back. Explain his behavior to her. What the fuck was wrong with him? Nic had to floor the pedal all the way back to his house. If he had slowed down at any moment, he would have gone back. And fuck if she wasn't the best lay he had experienced in awhile. His body physically craved to be with her again. Inside her. He wished he could have made her come, but he was more determined to prove his point. But the fact that she had been into it, made him smile. She had wanted to come. Next time...he'd make her beg, he thought with a wicked grin.

Later that night, Nic lay in bed thinking of her. Victoria. What was it about this girl that made him anxious to see her again? He loved that she really didn't seem to know how attractive she was. She had probably spent most of her days in large shirts and khaki pants, which was the uniform at