Ladies, ladies, please...we can't trash this girl simply because she's been seen a few times with the love of our lives. Even though I kind of want to... KingOfCampus.comWith humongous sunglasses covering my face, I keep my head angled down as I hurry to class. My long golden-brown hair cascades over my shoulders and against my back. Anything to make me look different from the photos that have been splashed across that damn website.All morning long, I've been fielding text messages from friends who recognized me in the pictures posted online. I honestly thought this whole thing would be a non-issue. I mean, so what if I was photographed with Roan? Who the hell cares? He must get photographed with girls all the time. Right?Wrong.Sure, at parties. Around campus. Or in groups with several grinning females (and their monstrous boobs) in the shot. There are tons of those kinds of pics all over the place. But there aren't any of him leaving a dance studio, in a smoothie
I have it on excellent authority that the girl Roan has been photographed with is nothing more than a partner for a class project. I think we can all breathe a huge sigh of relief that there's nothing going on between those two. I mean come on now...this is Roan King we're talking about. He doesn't do relationships. Thank goodness for that ;) KingOfCampus.comI'm sitting in the middle of my bed with my laptop and my French book splayed open in front of me. I have an exam in two days and I'm trying to prepare for it when there's a light knock on my bedroom door. Since it's about eight at night, I've already showered and changed into a comfy tank top and pair of shorts.Glancing up, I figure its Lexie. Although she usually barges in. I mean, too hell with privacy and all that crap... In her defense, I think we both know I'm not in here having some kind of hot monkey sex with anyone.I suppose that in and of itself should have been the first tip-off that it wasn't Lexie."Si
Those are the only words careening through my head as I race to the bed. Our gazes continue to cling as I barrel toward him like a freight train."Oh, I think Iv-"That's all he's able to get out before I'm ripping the phone out of his fingers. If I'm lucky, I managed to leave a few claw marks. God damn it! I seriously can't believe this is happening right now! Then I remember to smooth out my features before looking at the small screen. "Ahh, hi, Dad. What are you calling for? You never call on a Monday night. Is something wrong?"Normally we speak every Sunday afternoon. Except for yesterday because I was busy. If he has any inkling that I'm angry about everything that went down after my mom died, it's not something we discuss. Or even acknowledge. It's all been swept neatly under the rug where it can fester.At least for me, it does."I was hoping that maybe you could come home next weekend and spend the day with us."Without even thinking about what I have going
He chuckles before springing forward and nabbing my hand. Then he pulls me to him until I'm tumbling onto his lap. Not a moment later, his arms wrap around me, pinning me tightly against him. My breath hitches as I stare into those gorgeous eyes of his."I don't think I'm delusional at all. That kiss was pretty damn fantastic." He tilts his head before murmuring, "Don't you want to find out if it was as good as you remember it being?"Someone needs to slap me silly because yeah...I kind of want to find that out. It was a completely spectacular kiss and I'm seriously hoping that I've built up the whole thing in my head. Because if I haven't...well, then...Roan King is the best kiss I've ever had.And that would be all kinds of depressing.Not that I'll be mentioning this to Roan, but I let Finn kiss me on Saturday night and it was decidedly lacking. Needless to say, it isn't Finn's kiss I've been fantasizing about for the past couple days.With my gaze locked on his, I nip
There are parties going on, but no Roan King. He's been inconspicuously absent from all the festivities. I'm starting to have withdrawals. Does anyone know where RK has been hiding himself? Update ASAP! KingOfCampus.com"So, are you going to tell me what the deal is with your family?" Roan slants a look in my direction before his gaze arrows to the road in front of him.Yeah, I probably should. In less than an hour, we'll be there. It's just that...well, I'm feeling conflicted. Not about my family, but about Roan. The guy has knocked me off balance. After sharing that totally hot kiss Monday night, I was prepared for him to come at me hard. It's not exactly a secret that he wants to sleep with me.But he hasn't.At all. Here's the bad part-I don't know if I'm relieved or disappointed by his lack of pursuit. I have the sneaking suspicion that it's not relief coursing through me.Sure, I saw him in class on Wednesday and Friday. And we spoke briefly. We worked toget
He compresses his lips tightly together looking slightly apologetic before clearing his throat. "I might have peeked through a few things."It's not like I have intensely personal stuff on there, but still! That's a total invasion of privacy!Grrrr.Right as I'm about to blast him, his lips descend until they whisper across mine but never quite touch. More like hover.After a long drawn out moment, he finally murmurs against them, "How about we focus on the fact that I've learned my lesson and I'll never do it again."All of the fight that had been brewing in me evaporates as we stare at one another. I'm wondering if he's going to kiss me again when the front door is yanked open. We jerk apart so abruptly that I almost lose my footing which is exactly when Roan slides an arm around my waist. We turn toward my father who stands on the other side of the threshold with a bemused expression on his face as his eyes bounce from me to Roan before settling on me again."Ivy." He s
They stare silently at him and my heart plummets to the tips of my toes before jackhammering painfully. Why would he point out in front of everyone that they have no clue who I am?But then Nora runs over to an end table and grabs a silver-framed photograph with chubby little fingers. Showing my dad and Leah, who both smile at her, she hesitantly shuffles her way toward me with a shy smile curving her cherub-like lips upward.As I stare at the photo from my high school graduation, she points to me and says, "Ivy."Why that should have tears welling in my eyes is beyond me. I can't help but give a thin, wobbly smile as I feel Roan softly stroke his hand over my jean clad thigh before giving it a gentle squeeze. Clearing my throat, I say, "Yep, that's me. Ivy."She bestows a bright smile on me and my heart, the one I thought was stone cold where these two kids were concerned, begins to thaw.Leah steps forward, her hand going to Nora's shoulder. "We've missed you, Ivy. I'm re
Yum...I love a man who works out religiously. Take a look at these delicious pics and don't forget to wipe the drool from your chin! KingOfCampus.com"Dude, what the hell is wrong with you? You're so fucking quiet today."My focus is centered on pushing the bar all the way up before bringing it down to my chest. I want to think about bench pressing...not Ivy. Unfortunately, she refuses to vacate the space in my head. Especially after the trip to her house.For whatever reason, that day feels like a turning point in our relationship."I'm trying to concentrate, that's all." I keep my gaze trained on the bar and not on Dylan who spots me from behind. The last thing I need is for him to catch a whiff of my growing interest in Ivy. I already know how that would go over."Is it a chick?"Unconsciously my brow furrows before I can stop it. A dead giveaway, but I smooth it out before he can-"Christ, it is a chick. Since when do you have female problems?" He's almost giddy