With his gaze locked on mine, he takes a slow pull from the green bottle in his hand. I feel caught in the crosshairs of his attention and it's an odd feeling. I want to hold my breath until he releases me from his gaze. But he's not looking away and I'm unable to hold my breath indefinitely.Even though there are tons of people milling around, jostling or knocking into us, it feels as if it's just the two of us. I swear I can feel the enticing lure of him. As if I'm somehow drawn to him against my will. There's something indescribable about Roan that attracts both men and women and holds them captivated.Needing to break the spell he's woven around me, I shake my head to clear it before ripping my attention away from his. I need to force out my apology and then get the hell out of here before my brain turns to mush. The way his gaze licked over my body is enough to have me spontaneously combusting on the spot. Liquid heat is already gathering in a place I'd rather not think

The confusion I'm feeling must be written all over my face because in the next breath he says, "This is going to happen between us, Ivy."Almost frantically, I shake my head. "No."Slowly quirking a brow, he grins down at me. "You didn't enjoy that, sweetheart?" Before I can even formulate an answer, he continues, his voice all low and sexy. The cadence of it strums something deep inside me. "Because I'm kind of thinking you did." He lays a gentle kiss at the corner of my lips before whispering, "You were moaning into my mouth, practically begging me for more."Lying at this point would only make me look foolish. Not to mention a huge ass liar. And I may be an idiot for allowing this to unfold between us, but I'm not a liar. "It has nothing to do with enjoying that kiss and everything to do with not being the kind of girl you're used to hooking up with."Even though it's the last thing I want to do, I untangle myself from him as the elevator doors slide open. I'm about to

Unable to help myself, my gaze slides appreciatively over her body as she turns away from me. A few seconds later, she's jogging over to the corner of the studio where her bag is lying against the wall. She slips off her black ballet shoes before pulling on an oversized T-shirt and pair of leggings. Sliding her feet into a pair of shoes, she then shoves the ballet slippers into her bag.I seriously can't believe how hot this girl is. And watching her dance, that only kicks it up a hundred notches. Unfortunately, I have a semi-aroused situation going on in my jeans. God forbid I actually stiffen all the way up while we're walking out of here. It's doubtful that Ivy would be flattered by my lust. She'd probably refuse the ride back to the apartment.I try focusing on things that are in no way related to Ivy...or dancing...or long caramel colored hair...or skintight leotards. Damn it.Instead, I focus on the season opener we played yesterday. I think about the arms and ches

Now this is some seriously breaking news-Roan King was photographed several times in the company of a certain brown-haired young woman. Does anyone know who the vixen in question is? KingOfCampus.com"Oh my god," Lexie squeals before shaking me so hard that a few fillings in my teeth loosen.I groan and try to knock her off me. "What the hell, Lexie? It's seven in the morning. Get out of here." I attempt to roll away from her sadistic tirade, but she won't stop molesting me."Get your ass up! You have to see this!" Her voice rises in decibel."In an hour. I'll see whatever it is you have to show me then." I wave my hand toward the bedroom door. "Now get out of my room before I bludgeon you to death." It's not an idle threat either...I'll do it.With both hands, she shakes me again until it feels like my brain is being scrambled. "You'll want to see this right now," she promises.Maybe the quickest way to get Lexie to vacate my room is to agree to her demands. The gi

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