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“You are. Relax.” I grab my marker and my sketchpad. “Now if you both excuse me, I have some concepts to work up.”
“Can I have your phone, please?” Damien holds out his hand patiently.
“For?” I furrow my brows.
He chuckles. “So we can coordinate. I promise I won’t leave your number on a bathroom stall for those looking for a good time.”
“Well, that actually never crossed my mind until now.” I frown.
“I swear, I will guard it. Just so we can get together and work on this if we need to outside of class. Scout’s honor.” He holds up his three fingers with amusement.
Handing him my phone, I watch him place his number in it. I glance toward Addy, who is practically jumping out of her seat.
“Okay, my number is in there and now I have yours. Thank you, Rory.” Damien hands me back my phone and knocks on my table before heading back over to his desk to talk to someone else who will be his other neighbor.
I really need to stop just giving out my number like it’s fucking candy.
“So, what bar are you thinking we should hit up on Saturday?” My head whips over to Addy as I narrow my eyes at her.
I shake my head at her, but my lips turn up. “Dealer’s choice.”
For the rest of class, we all start working on concepts for our own personal studio. While the project itself is easy, having to make sure it flows with our neighbors will be a challenge.
Having to work with the likes of the sex god Damien will make it even more challenging.
When class finally ends, I start packing up my stuff, making a mental note of what I will need to bring down into studio to keep down here.
I also need to run into the Architecture School’s office and pick up a key to be able to access the building after hours.
“Hey, I’m going to head to the gym. Wanna join?” Addy asks me.
I bust out laughing. “Me? No. I don’t ‘gym’. I would die of exhaustion just looking at the building.”
She snorts. “Oh, come on. It’ll be fun. I promise. Plus, then we can go shopping for shorts after.”
I bite my lip. The last thing I want to do is pass out from exertion. “Maybe next time. I really just want to get back to the dorm, take a long ass shower to get this sweat off me, and go over the stuff from today. How about we go get dinner after you get back?”
“Okay. That sounds good. I am going to run to the room and change. I will see you in a couple hours.” Addy waves as she sprints out of the room.
As I finish shutting down my laptop and placing my stuff back in my bag, I feel a presence next to me. The aroma of cedarwood gives him away. “Hi.” I look up at Damien.
“So, any classes after this one?” He adjusts his backpack over his shoulder and shoves a hand in his pocket.
“No. I was just going to head back to my dorm.”
“Can I walk you?” He tilts his head.
“Uh, y-yeah. Sure. I guess that would be nice.” My face feels like it’s on fire at this point. Grabbing my bag, I throw it over my shoulder, and we head out of class.
“How are you liking Texas?” Damien glances over at me as we start our trek through campus.
I shrug, making a face. “It’s okay. I don’t know if I will ever get used to this humidity.”
He nods. “Ah, yeah. Vegas is that dry heat.” His lips turn up. “You will, just give it time. So, architecture major?”
“What gave it away?” I smirk.
He laughs and stops. “Sorry. You’re right. These are horrible icebreaker questions. I need to brush up on them.”