He laughs and then winks at me. “Nope.”
I shake my head laughing and he pulls me in against his chest as we head toward my dorm. My conversation with Tessi comes to mind, but I can’t bring myself to ask him. It will bring us to a whole other level, and I’m not sure if I’m ready to share that kind of stuff with him yet. I’m not sure I’ll ever be ready to share that with him. It was such a dark time in my life; only certain people know about it – only because they have to love me – but Jude doesn’t. He could run the other way and never look back. That scares me, and I think I’ll leave both our issues to rest for a bit.
Reaching my dorm, we climb the stairs and then drop our bags by the door before Jude shuts it.
“I have good memories in this room,” he says as he leans against the door, looking all long and lean and sexy.
“Yes, but no repeats. I’m so tired. I stayed up way too late studying.”
“Me too, I texted you at two.”
Smiling, I say, “I know, thank you, it was sweet.”
“I guess you can say I missed ya,” he says, coming toward me, and guilt eats at my chest.
“I missed you too. I must have fallen asleep before that,” I say, wrapping my arms around him before he captures my mouth with his. Holding me tight to him, he lowers us to the bed, lying on top of me as we kiss and tease each other. When his hand cups my breast, I pull away, setting him with a look. “What happen to Scout’s honor?”
He pauses, breathing hard while his eyes shine with lust. “I wasn’t ever a Scout?”
I laugh as I push him off me. He falls willingly to my side and smiles at me. I smile back before standing and removing my sweatpants and sweatshirt, leaving me in panties and a sports bra. When I go to get back in bed, I notice that Jude’s eyes are wide and his lips are parted.
“What?” I ask, climbing under the blankets.
“You want me to sleep by you when you’re wearing only that?”
I shrug. “Yes, I sleep like this. I hate clothes. You’re the one who wanted to sleep with me.”
His eyes blazing with lust, he nods slowly. “I still do.”
Sitting up, he rips off his shirt and throws it on the floor before coming under the blankets with me. As he hugs me close to his strong, warm chest, I nuzzle into him, closing my eyes and settling in, but his pants are rough on my skin.
“Take your pants off,” I whisper against his chest.
He doesn’t say anything for a moment, and then he says roughly, “If I take them off, I can’t be responsible for what happens.”
I giggle. “Nothing is gonna happen. Take ’em off.”
He complies then comes back to me, wrapping me up in his arms. I feel so warm, so safe in his thick, toned arms. My body molds to his, and I’m so comfortable that sleep is not far away. Before I can fall though, he asks, “What are you doing tonight?”
Opening my eyes, I look up to find him watching me. He moves his hand up to move a piece of my hair out of my face and then kisses my nose. Flashing him a grin, I say, “I have practice, I have to go teach my eight-year-olds, and then I’m free.”
“Cool. Do you like to sing karaoke?”
My smile widens as I nod. “I’m a girl, of course I do.”
He returns the grin and then says, “Me and the guys go out every Thursday for karaoke night. They have dollar drafts and it’s a good time. Wanna come?”
I eye him. “Won’t I interfere with your guy time?”
He runs his nose along mine, his eyes locked on mine as we share the same air. “No, everyone brings their girls. It’s fun.”
“So I’m your girl?”
Giving me a look that tells me that was a dumb question, he says, “Of course you are.”
That makes me giddy as I slowly nod my head. “Then yes, I’d love to come.”
“Good,” he says then kisses my nose before closing his eyes.