Текст книги "Touch Me Not"
Автор книги: Apryl Baker
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Touch Me Not
A Manwhore Series Novel
By Apryl Baker
Touch Me Not
Copyright © 2015 by Apryl Baker.
All rights reserved.
First Print Edition: September 2015
Limitless Publishing, LLC
Kailua, HI 96734
www.limitlesspublishing.com
Formatting: Limitless Publishing
ISBN-13: 978-1-68058-284-0
ISBN-10: 1-68058-284-4
No part of this book may be reproduced, scanned, or distributed in any printed or electronic form without permission. Please do not participate in or encourage piracy of copyrighted materials in violation of the author’s rights. Thank you for respecting the hard work of this author.
This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to locales, events, business establishments, or actual persons—living or dead—is entirely coincidental.
Dedication
For Sofiane
Table of Contents
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten
Chapter Eleven
Chapter Twelve
Chapter Thirteen
Chapter Fourteen
Chapter Fifteen
Chapter Sixteen
Chapter Seventeen
Chapter Eighteen
Chapter Nineteen
Chapter Twenty
Chapter Twenty-One
Epilogue
Chapter One
The student union of Boston University was packed, inside and out. The first day of moving into the dorms was always hectic, and by lunch, everyone wanted to just find a seat and sit down. Late August in Boston, while not hot, wasn’t cool either, so most wore shorts, tanks, skirts, and various other summer paraphernalia. A Dr. Dre Beatbox on one of the outside tables blared some upbeat playlist, and lots of the people assembled outside moved to the music. A veritable feast of hormones.
At least that’s how Nikoli Kincaid saw things. His gaze moved over the mass of bodies, categorizing all the women there. He couldn’t find a single one outside the newly arrived freshmen he hadn’t bedded over the last three years. Well, there were some, but he simply wasn’t attracted to those few. He never had sex with the same woman twice. It was a strict rule of his, and one he refused to break for anyone. He sat there and debated if he should pick up the cute little redhead who looked lost or the brazen blonde who eyeballed him with open lust.
Nikoli smiled at the blonde. He knew the effect he had on women and used it to his advantage daily. His grandmother called his good looks a curse; he called them facilitators of a good time. Hair the color of rich, dark chocolate and onyx eyes pulled women to him. His eyes were always full of the promise of mind blowing sex. His Russian accent only added to his allure. He’d had a woman twice his age tell him that once. He’d been a little grossed out at first being hit on by a woman who could be his mother, but he’d accepted a long time ago what his looks could do for him.
No better way to christen the beginning of his senior year than…his mouth dropped open, earning him a questioning look from the guy sitting beside him. Luther Conway had been his best friend since freshman year of high school and was the only person who really knew him. Hell, some days Nik didn’t know himself, but he could count on Luther to keep him grounded.
“She is not a freshman.”
“Who?” Luther sat up and scanned the crowd, his eyes coming to land on what caught Nik’s attention so thoroughly. Hair so black it glinted blue in any kind of light was held up in a high ponytail. Warm blue eyes rested on the guy she spoke with. Her small, delicate face radiated laughter. She was a stunning beauty who had no idea how beautiful she really was. Lily Holmes really had no idea the effect she had on men.
“Don’t even think about it, Nik,” he warned. “That’s Lily Holmes.”
Ah, the fabled Lily Holmes. He’d heard her name often. She tutored most of the football team and several members of his own frat house. How had he never laid eyes on her before?
“They’ll break every bone in your body if you hurt her,” Luther growled at him.
“It’ll be worth it.” He grinned and jumped up, the lusty little blonde forgotten as he sauntered over to meet Miss Lily Holmes.
Lily smiled, but inside she grimaced. All she really wanted to do was go find a quiet corner and sit for a bit. Not that that was even a possibility. She sighed as several of Adam’s football buddies came over. They all had to say hello, and then more people wandered over, the small crowd around the maple tree in front of the Student Union growing by the second. She’d promised to meet Adam here for lunch, but if he didn’t show up soon, she was going to bail. She needed to check with the bookstore to see if her lit book was in yet. As of yesterday, it still wasn’t in stock, but they were hopeful it’d be in today.
She scanned the crowd and sighed in relief when she spotted Adam heading her way. He looked so all American, boy-next-doorish with his sandy blond hair artfully spiked, laughing at his friend Mike Craft as the two of them pushed their way through the crowd. Lily smiled softly as they approached. Adam Roberts had been her best friend since third grade. She only wished he would wake up and realize how much more they could be, but she’d given up on that hope a long time ago. Now he was engaged to be married to Susan Williams, and she had to pretend to be ecstatically happy for him when all she wanted to do was cry. It sucked to be her, but then that was nothing new.
For two seconds, she wanted to growl in frustration. Sue and her little posse of sorority sisters were firmly attached. Adam had been so busy over the summer working for his dad and then spending what time he had left with Sue, that Lily had been put on the back burner. She’d been busy herself, interning at a literary agency in New York most of the summer. While she didn’t hold it against him—well, not much—she would like to sit down and eat one meal with him, just the two of them. She missed her best friend.
“Lily.” Adam grinned and wrapped her in a bear hug, but only for a second. He knew about her phobia.
“Hey.” She grinned right back at him. “Hi, Sue.”
“Lils, you gonna be too busy to help me with my economics class this semester?” Mike asked.
She loved Mikey dearly. He was the only other person besides Adam who she trusted. Mike’s curly brown hair and big old green eyes were always gentle. Now, put him on the football field, and people ran from the terror those eyes inspired. It always made her laugh.
“Mikey, I’ve never taken an economics class.”
“What? Why haven’t you taken the class?” He frowned at her.
“Um, because I’m not a business major?”
“Well, hell, Lily, what am I gonna do?”
“Hell if I know.” She laughed at his chagrined expression. Somehow, over the last three years, she’d become the unofficial football team tutor. She blamed Adam for that. It had started with him asking her to help out a friend or two, and before she realized it, she was tutoring most of them in one subject or another. Now she found it hard to say no. They depended on her. As a result, she was friends with the entire team, their frat houses, and several of their girlfriends and their sorority houses. She’d gained tons of “friends,” but really, she could count her friends on one hand. Sad, but true. She had major trust issues.
“He can go sign up for a tutor.” His girlfriend, Janet, shook her head at him. Janet was a tiny little thing. She always reminded Lily of Tinker Bell with her gamin features and pixie cut strawberry blonde hair.
“Hey, can I borrow you for a sec?” That was the only thing Lily heard before someone grabbed her hand and she was running to keep up. What the hell?
She ran straight into him when he stopped. They stood about a hundred feet away from the crowd she’d just been in. Yanking her hand free and taking several steps backward, she turned furious blue eyes up at him and nearly stopped breathing. The inky black depths she stared into were alight with amusement.
“That was rude,” she told him in an attempt to regain a bit of her composure.
“I thought you needed rescuing, Lily Bells.”
“That’s not my name,” she seethed. The nerve.
“I know who you are.”
Lily knew exactly who he was too, and what his reputation was, but damn, why was his voice like silk with his sexy Russian accent? She had no intention of ending up on his list of one-nighters, though.
“And I know who you are, Nikoli Kincaid, so you can just march yourself back to wherever you came from. I’m not interested.”
“Aw, now, Lily Bells, don’t get your panties all in a twist. I never once asked you out.”
Lily narrowed her eyes. She could see Adam and Mikey staring at them, a frown on both their faces. “I’m just saving you the trouble.”
He smiled, which caused things south of the border to clench, and Lily gasped slightly. “What if all I wanted was a tutoring session?”
“Your GPA is as high as mine.”
He reached up and traced the outline of her lips with a finger, and she flinched back. She did not like to be touched.
“That’s enough,” she told him a little more forcefully than she’d intended. “I’m going back to my friends now. And even if you did just want a tutoring session, the answer is still no.”
His words stopped her retreat.
“I don’t give up that easy, Lily. I always get what I want.”
“Then get used to disappointment.”
Nikoli watched her stomp back over to her friends and smiled wickedly. He hadn’t had a challenge since the ripe old age of seventeen when he’d set out to seduce one of his uncle’s newly divorced friends. She’d held on to her morals for all of a week. Lily was going to be a challenge he’d relish.
Yes, indeed, Lily Holmes and he were going to be on intimate terms, and soon. This was going to be fun.
Chapter Two
Lily was fuming by the time she returned to her friends. The nerve of the cheeky bastard. She was mad at herself too. Nikoli’s touch had not inspired the same type of fear everyone else’s did. The fear was still there, just lessened a bit by something else she didn’t understand. Something that made her stomach clench deliciously. He wasn’t going to know that, though, not ever. She had no intention of ever being one his girls.
“What was that about?” Adam asked as soon as she returned.
“Nothing,” she said dismissively. “So how was your summer, Mikey?”
Mike laughed at her obvious attempt to change the subject. “You need us to go explain a few things to old Nik?”
“No, there’s nothing to explain,” she said, exasperated. “He needed a tutor, and I told him I didn’t have time to take on anyone else.”
“Tutor, my ass,” Adam grumbled. “Lily, you…”
“I know exactly who he is, Adam,” she interrupted. “I already told him no.”
Adam frowned at her, before turning his eyes back to where Nik still stood under the tree where she’d left him. Sue, who up until now had not said anything one way or the other to Lily, reached out and tugged Adam to her, reminding him she was there. He looked down and gave her his one hundred watt smile. Lily died a little inside at the sight, but she kept her bland expression firmly in place. Wouldn’t do to give Sue any more ammunition against her.
“So, did you guys watch the news last night?” Janet piped up. “There was another woman reported missing.”
Lily had been watching the news, and it disturbed her. Three women had gone missing in the Boston area over the last three months. The bodies were recovered exactly a week after their disappearance. All three had been brutally raped, tortured, and severely beaten before being strangled. The police were finally admitting they had a serial killer on their hands. This latest disappearance had occurred six days ago. If the serial killer stuck to his pattern, the poor woman’s body would show up tomorrow.
“Janet, you worry too much.” Sue rolled her eyes. “We’re perfectly safe on campus.”
Lily wanted to roll her eyes at the little blonde tart. She honestly thought they were safe just because of a college campus? Psycho killers could stroll through campuses as easily as they could through a mall. There was no major security when it came to monitoring who was and who was not supposed to be on campus. Colleges were just as open to the public as the local McDonald’s. Sue grew up in a bubble. She had no idea of the big bad wolves out in the real world, right in your own backyard. Stupid.
“Don’t worry, ladies.” Mike flexed his muscles. “We’ll protect you.”
Lily did roll her eyes at that. Mikey, for all of his six feet, two inches, still behaved very much like a little kid showing off. It was one of the things she loved about him, though.
“All right, Michelangelo, I feel soooo much safer now,” she said. She and Mike had bonded over Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles reruns last year when Janet broke up with him. They were both addicted to the new TMNT cartoon series, despite the fact they were both technically adults. Who said adults couldn’t watch cartoons?
He smiled and threw a fist in the air. “Who else is gonna save your ass?”
“Campus security?” Lily asked dryly.
He stuck his tongue out at her. So mature. Lily turned her attention back to Adam, who was still nose deep into Sue. They looked so happy. It was one of the reasons she was so supportive. She didn’t really like her, but Sue made him happy, and that was all that mattered to Lily.
“Lunch?” she asked Adam pointedly.
A contrite expression appeared. Oh, no…the little Barbie struck again.
“Lils, we had something come up, and I have to go to lunch with Sue and her Mom. Wedding plans.”
“No worries.” Lily laughed good-naturedly, even though she was cursing six ways to Sunday inside. “You go do what you need to do. We’ll get dinner or something later in the week.”
“You could always come with?”
Sue glared the promise of death at her from behind him. She was tempted to say yes just to piss her off, but shook her head instead. “No, I’m good. I’m gonna go grab a bite, then head to the bookstore to check on a textbook I’m waiting for.”
“You sure?” he asked again, a hopeful expression on his face. Lily knew for a fact he detested Sue’s mother. His bed, he could lie in it.
“Yeah, I’m sure. You two go make your wedding plans.”
“He’s a blind fool, Lils,” Mike whispered sympathetically as they watched Adam and Sue walk away.
She sighed, not bothering to deny anything was wrong. Mike knew her too well, almost as well as Adam. Instead, she changed the subject. “What are we gonna do about that economics class of yours?”
“Did you have to remind me of that?” he grouched. “You know I’m doomed, and I won’t graduate.”
She rolled her eyes at him. Despite being a jock, Mike was exceptionally smart. He just needed a little prodding in the right direction sometimes. “You know I’m not gonna let you fail if I got you through statistics.”
They both grimaced over that statement. Statistics and Mike were not things that should ever be said in the same sentence. Lily had almost given up on him before she found something that made sense to him. Thank God she had, or they’d both have failed. She’d spent so much time trying to teach him the basics, she’d fallen behind herself last year. It hadn’t even been a class she needed, as she was an English major. She’d only taken it to help him, but she refused to do that again. Her GPA meant to much to her.
“I’ll find you a tutor,” she promised. And she would. God help her if she’d let him fail after all the time and effort she’d put into him so far.
“How was your summer?” Janet asked, bringing Lily’s attention back to her.
“It was great.” She smiled. “I spent most of the summer interning at a literary agency in New York.”
“You were in New York all summer?” Janet’s eyes lit up. She wanted to move to New York after graduation to become a journalist, and Mike wanted to work on Wall Street. The two of them had been together for almost two years now. Lily was expecting Janet to show her a ring soon. Mike was over the moon for her.
“I can’t believe you were in New York all summer and didn’t think to call up and say, ‘Hey, Mikey, I got a pad in NYC!’” He looked seriously injured. “Do you realize the epic parties we could have had?”
Lily laughed at his outraged expression. “Sorry, Mikey.”
“Dude, not cool.” He glared. “Not cool at all.”
She laughed “I’ll catch you guys later. I do need to check and see if my book is in before all the new freshmen swarm the bookstore.”
Every time Lily was around Adam and Sue, she got so frustrated it was all she could do not to scream. She honestly couldn’t figure out what Adam saw in the little tart, aside from her being a blonde, blue-eyed Barbie doll. Adam had always been a sucker for blonde hair. There was no substance to Sue. All she cared about was herself. There wasn’t a kind bone in her body. She had even attempted to stop Lily and Adam from being friends, but that was where Adam had drawn the line. He’d told her in no uncertain terms that Lily was family, and if she pushed, she wouldn’t like the outcome. Sue had shut up, but she still did little things to try and separate them. Like lunch today. Lily would guarantee the emergency was nothing but a ruse to get Adam away from her.
Sighing, she shook her head and headed for the bookstore. Maybe at least something would go right today and her book would be in.
Nik watched Lily walk away from the crowd gathered under the tree and debated following her. She was going to prove to be a challenge. He couldn’t think of a single time he’d ever had to work for a woman. They usually fell all over him, but not Lily. She had outright told him she had no interest whatsoever in him. Maybe she was just playing hard to get? Something told him that wasn’t her game, though. She had zero interest in him, and it rattled him.
Luther joined him under the tree, and the disgusting grin across his face irked Nik almost enough to punch his best friend. Not that it wasn’t warranted; it just rankled he could wear the grin at all. This was a new experience for him, and he didn’t like it one bit.
“She shut you down in less than a minute!” Luther crowed.
“Shut the hell up, man,” he grouched.
Luther laughed. “Hell, no. This is a first, and I am going to take extreme advantage of all the ribbing I can do.”
“Not for long,” Nik said darkly.
“Leave it alone, Nik.” All the laughter had gone out of Luther’s voice. “Lily is not the kind of girl you just fuck.”
“Then what kind of girl is she?” Nikoli’s mind was already plotting how to get her into his bed.
“She’s the kind of girl you marry,” Luther told him.
“That’s bullshit, man,” Nik scoffed. “They’re all the same, just have to figure out the right notes to hit with her.”
Luther shook his head. “Your funeral.”
Nikoli knew Luther was only looking out for him, but Luther’s warning wasn’t going to deter him.
He always got what he wanted.
Chapter Three
The bookstore was just as crowded as Lily suspected it would be. All the new freshmen were eager to get their things sorted quickly. At least this was her last year here, the last year she’d have to deal with seeing Adam and Sue together. He was her best friend and she loved him, but being around him hurt a lot. He never saw what was in front of him. He preferred the blonde airheads.
With a sigh, she fought her way to the front counter, only to discover the book had not yet arrived. Class started on Monday, and they didn’t expect it in until sometime next week. Well, that was just flippin’ great. Dejected, Lily made her way back to the cafeteria. At least she might be able to grab a bite to eat before she needed to go check on the girls at the dorm. She was in charge of one of the floors and got a steep discount on her room and board because of it. The do’s and don’ts speech she had to give later this evening was not something she looked forward to. Inevitably, each semester someone just had to try sneaking either booze or their boyfriends into their rooms after hours. College kids were college kids, no matter the school.
Lily snagged a salad and a Coke before heading into the main lunch room. She nodded to people as she passed. Several waved her over to their tables, but she wasn’t in the mood for chit chat. Depressed over Adam’s deciding to bail on lunch, she refused to try to be sociable with anyone else. Instead, she found an empty table and sat. If people came over, she’d just excuse herself, but most people knew to leave her alone when she sat by herself.
Stabbing a piece of tomato, she imagined it was Sue’s smiling face. What she wouldn’t give to be able to tell that woman what she really thought of her, but Adam loved her, and that was that. Lily had been determined to put her feelings for Adam behind her, but how could she when he was there all the time?
Boston was supposed to be Lily’s escape from everyone and everything from her past, but Adam found out she was going here and decided to tag along. She’d specifically chosen Boston because he wanted to go to LSU. He’d been given a full football scholarship there. Who knew he’d go and change his mind? Boston offered him a full scholarship too, but their team was nothing compared to LSU.
At first, she’d taken it as a sign that maybe she meant more to him than she’d first thought. The man had followed her to Boston over LSU. She later found out he didn’t think she could handle it on her own, and his big brother instincts had kicked in, trying to protect her like he always did. He’d never see her as anything but a little sister. Then he’d met Sue in their sophomore year. Nail—coffin.
New York was her new out. She’d worked her ass off over the summer, and it paid off. The literary agency where she’d interned told her they’d be willing to take her on as an assistant to one of the agents when she graduated. Lily loved books, and the opportunity to work where she could one day represent authors who wrote awesome books was amazing to her. She, herself, was polishing up a manuscript to start sending off to prospective agents. Now that she’d had the opportunity to understand what agents looked for when reading query letters and partials, she had a better grip on how to present her own work to them.
“So is it just me, or men in general?”
Lily’s head snapped up to see Nikoli sitting down at her table. Her eyes narrowed. He gave her a grin designed to melt her bones—and it did—but she refused to let him see how much he affected her. Right now, she just needed to get up and get out. She’d come over here to sulk in peace and quiet, not listen to BU’s self-proclaimed connoisseur of women attempt to hit on her for the second time today with that sexy Russian accent of his.
“I think it’s just you,” she told him with a sigh. There went her lunch. Maybe she’d be able to grab a bite after her floor meeting with the girls.
“Aw, now, Lily Bells, that’s not very nice.” Nikoli’s smile widened when he saw the flush creep up her face. “Everybody says you’re the nicest girl around.”
“Did we, or did we not, already have this conversation?” she asked. “I have no plans to sleep with you, so go find some other poor, unsuspecting girl to play with.”
Nikoli laughed outright at that. “Sweetheart, I don’t do poor, unsuspecting females. They know what they’re in for right up front. Sex. That’s all I want, and if they delude themselves into thinking anything else, it’s not my problem. I want to make sure you understand that right up front too. It’s just sex. Mind blowing sex, but still, just a one-time deal.”
Nikoli watched her roll her eyes at him. It irritated him, but it fascinated him as well. She seemed to be insulted that he’d decided to have sex with her, which didn’t sit well with him at all. There wasn’t another girl in this cafeteria who would turn him down, and he knew it, so why was he bothering with Lily Holmes? Because she didn’t want him, dammit. That rankled.
“Why don’t you want to sleep with me?” he asked curiously, not sure if he wanted to know the answer or not.
She wrinkled her nose and screwed up her eyes. “God only knows what diseases you have.”
“I use condoms, or we don’t do shit,” he told her, offended. “I get regular health checks too.”
“The very fact that you need to get checked for STDs regularly is a complete and total turn off.” Her voice dripped with disgust.
“No, it just means I’m smart,” he countered. “I won’t apologize for liking sex. It’s nothing to be ashamed of.” Oddly, though, looking into her blue eyes full of scorn and disdain, he was just a little bit ashamed of how many partners he’d had over the years, and that made him mad. “Is that why you’re so uptight, Lily Bells? Do you need to get laid and are just too ashamed to admit to your own needs?”
He watched her face go pale and frowned. Was she ashamed of sex? When she shot out of her seat and prepared to storm off, he grabbed her wrist, and she yanked it back with a look of terror on her face for a fraction of a second. He could almost think he’d imagined it if he hadn’t been looking directly at her.
“Don’t touch me,” she hissed. “Don’t you ever fucking touch me!” Her voice was barely above a whisper, but all eyes in the cafeteria settled on her. She had no idea how beautiful she looked with her ivory skin all flushed and her blue eyes flashing. It made him want to do some very naughty things to her, but he ignored his own lust for a minute. Something was wrong here. Very, very wrong.
“Calm down, Lily Bells,” he said softly. “I didn’t mean any harm. I just didn’t want you to run.”
“I wasn’t running,” she said hotly. “I just didn’t want to suffer your unbearable ego one more minute.”
He stared at her, his eyes sweeping from those luscious lips to her perky breasts, to her trim waist, and down to her petite feet. Color flooded her face, and it made the blood rush downward to settle right where he didn’t need it to right then. “Mmm…I was hoping you’d run so I could chase you.”
“Problem here, Lily?”
Nikoli wanted to shout in frustration. No less than six members of the football team, two of whom were from his own frat house, stood behind Lily. How the hell was he going to wear her down if he couldn’t get five minutes alone with her?
“No, Jimmy.” She smiled up at the guy who’d spoken. “Nikoli and I were just discussing his STD status.”
His mouth fell open. She did not…the little…oh hell no. He stood up himself, ready to…damn, he didn’t know what he wanted to do.
He heard laughs all around, some not as concealed as others. Fury radiated from him in the next second. The laughs stopped as fast as they’d started when he rolled his shoulders, muscles rippling. Football player he wasn’t, but he fought with the best of them and had beaten all the guys standing across from him bloody at one time or another over the last three years. They knew better than to cross him. He gave them his best hard-ass stare, and several took a step back.
“You know what?” Lily shook her head and started walking away. “I don’t have time for the testosterone showdown. I have more important things to do.”
“Let me buy you dinner, at least.” Nikoli leapt after her, ignoring the snickers behind him. He wasn’t letting her get away that easily. He made sure not to touch her this time around, though. “You didn’t get to eat your lunch.”
“Will you go away and leave me alone if I let you buy me dinner?”
He gave her his patented cocky grin. “Trust me, Lily Bells, you won’t want me to leave you alone.”
She gave him a long-suffering look like someone would give a child and resumed walking back toward the dorms. “I am not sleeping with you now, or tomorrow, or a year from now. What do I need to do to get it through that thick skull of yours?”
“Milaya, there are so many things I can think of you doing to me.”
“What does that mean?” she asked, frowning.
“It’s Russian.”
“But your last name is Scottish.”
“My mother is Russian, but my father’s family originated in Scotland before they moved to the United States. When he joined the army, he was stationed in Russia, where he met my mother.”
“Did you grow up in Russia?”
He had her talking, and he let out a little sigh of relief. He didn’t normally ever talk about anything personal with a woman, but this one was different. She wasn’t falling for his usual BS. There were also her football players following them at a discreet distance. Luther was right about one thing. Lily was not one to be used and abused lightly with so many would-be protectors waiting in the wings. Even knowing he could get the shit beat out of him, he didn’t care. He wanted her.
“Until I was fourteen. Then Dad sent me and my brothers to live with my Uncle Brian in Virginia the summer before I started high school. He wanted us educated in the States where he grew up. My parents still live in St. Petersburg, though.”
She smiled. “I’ve seen photos of the city. It looks beautiful.”
“It is,” Nikoli agreed. “I miss it sometimes. There are so many places I used to roam when I was a kid. My brothers and I used to play in old ruins and pretend we were great knights fighting for Mother Russia.” He let out a laugh. It had been years since he’d thought of that.
“How many brothers do you have?”
“Five.” They always brought a smile to his face. All of his brothers, except Victor, were older, and he’d been their punching bag until he was old enough and strong enough to beat them black and blue.
“No sisters?”
He laughed. “Thank fuck, no.”
She gave him a curious look at that. “My brothers and I are all very much alike, and if we’d had to defend a sister against guys like us…” He shook his head. “We’d never have had any fun.”
“So they’re all jackasses too?” She looked up at him, her tone innocent, but her eyes danced with mischief.
Nikoli grinned, thinking about his brothers’ reactions to that statement. They’d like his Lily Bells, indeed they would. Hold up…his Lily Bells? What the hell was he thinking? He had to bag this chick quick before they got around to more talking.
He saw the dorms up ahead and frowned, glancing at his watch. Damn. He’d spent fifteen whole minutes talking to a woman. His longest conversation began and ended with ‘your place or mine?’ Definitely had to get her in the sack fast and be done with it.
“So, dinner?” he asked as they came to a stop outside of one of the East Campus Brownstones, one of the smaller dormitories on campus. He liked it and the area where it was located. There was a lot of old world charm to the dorm, not like all the modern ones built in the last couple decades. The architecture screamed colonial, and the feel of it reminded him of some of the buildings in Russia. It was also located close to Kenmore Square. He rubbed his hands together at the thought of how quickly they could have access to a bed or couch—or anywhere, really. He wasn’t that picky when it came to sex. The floor did the job as well as a bed.
