Chapter 26: Violet

For the next two days, Mia's words roll around like marbles in the back of my head. On Tuesday, I deliberately dawdle on my way to Rickets' class so that I'm late. Not by much, certainly not enough to incur his wrath, but just enough so that there's no time for Sam and me to delve into any meaningful conversations.

During the entire class period, all ninety tortuous minutes of it, his leg continually brushes up against mine. Every time it does, a little burst of awareness shoots through my body, making it impossible to focus on the lecture.

At one point, I wonder what it would feel like to climb that big body of his like a tree. Those thoughts make me squirm uncomfortably in my seat, attempting to alleviate a bit of the pressure forming between my tightly clenched thighs.

Once class is wrapped up for the day, Sam pounces, asking if I want to grab a coffee and talk. Instead of manning up and hashing things out with him, I make up some lame excuse as to why I have to haul ass acr