Wet Desires: {A Steamy Collection}
They were laughing loudly, slapping each other on the shoulders, every gesture exaggerated as if the world existed solely for their entertainment.
I could feel their eyes on me, and heat rose to my cheeks, a mix of anger and humiliation twisting in my stomach.
My jaw clenched as a glare shot toward Chris, wishing I could disappear into the stacks of books around me.
I stayed in the library a little longer, flipping through my textbook and forcing my mind to focus, though it kept drifting elsewhere. By the time my watch ticked past seven, I had finally finished reading.
I closed my book with a soft thump, then slipped it into my backpack as I stood up and slung the bag over my shoulder.