Page 24 of Enough Isn’t Everything (Everything Trilogy #1)

I was often woken by my cell buzzing, and today was no exception. I was clammy from the humidity in my room as I reached over and grabbed my cell. Will was meeting me on campus and wanted to remind me to bring something we’d burned to CD.

Quickly showering, I dressed in some black, gray, and white plaid shorts, a black tank top and some flip-flops. I had really toned down my attire. Florida was the place where lazy people could still look cool.

Other people were commenting on how my appearance had changed since I’d arrived as well.

Will informed me that my tan enhanced my appearance, and he wasn’t the only male giving me attention.

There were a couple of guys from my course that had asked me out, but because of our commitment to work I had declined.

They were nice guys, though, and I asked for a raincheck not wanting to offend either of them. But I wasn’t really interested in getting into something after Alfie.

Part of me was more cautious after what happened with him. He had obviously found our last encounter as awkward as I had. So it seemed natural that we were no longer in contact.

So I was surprised when I walked into the canteen with Will, only to see him there larger than life after all that time.

As soon as I set eyes on him again, I realized that I had feelings for him that I had been trying to suppress. Almost five weeks had passed since our last night together, but just catching sight of him gave me a buzz like nothing else ever had.

The change in atmosphere in the canteen was what alerted me something was going on, and I could see some girls focusing on something behind me.

They were giggling and nudging each other.

One of the girls was lusting after someone and blew a kiss.

Before I even saw him, I felt his presence.

I just knew in my heart, it was him… Alfie.

As I turned and saw him, he blew a kiss.

Smiling playfully, but not at me, he was looking at the girl that had just made the gesture toward him.

She swiped the air, catching the imaginary kiss and closed her palm.

She brought her closed fist to her mouth before touching it with her fingers and smiled.

She then placed her hand over her heart.

The group of girls she was with giggled shyly beside her, and she rolled her eyes skywards. When I looked at Will, he was smiling, still watching the exchange. His eyes then seemed to move slowly downwards, and I realized whoever he was looking at was coming closer.

Will’s head began turning slightly and his body tensed as the person came alongside me. Recognizing his scent immediately before he brushed his hand lightly against my arm, Alfie stopped in front of me.

When his skin touched mine, the air was suddenly sucked out of my lungs and my heart fluttered wildly inside my ribcage.

His touch floored me, his tiny contact with me caused such a violent reaction in my mind and body.

Closing my eyes, I hated and loved the way his touch made me feel.

His presence beside me made my body hum.

I had forgotten just how stunning he was and the effect he had on me. When I heard him talk, I melted. “Hey,” he said. The contours of his muscles flexed as he leaned across the table to fist bump Will before he began chatting with him about some tour he’d been on.

The effect of his rich, deep voice made me weak in the knees, but I was screaming inside because I hadn’t seen him in all this time, and he was completely ignoring me again.

Rage built in me, anger that he couldn’t even offer a smile. I didn’t really hear their conversation because my heart was thumping so fast and hard. My mouth was dry, and the shock I felt was making me tremble inside.

When Alfie left, Will noticed that he’d spoken with him as if I hadn’t been there at all. “The guy is an ass at times,” Will muttered angrily once we were alone. He went on looking infuriated. “And what the fuck is with that tattoo he has?”

I looked puzzled. “The one of the couple making love?” I asked.

His face contorted into a sneer. “Jeez, no, the script on his left wrist and that stuff on his right hand,” Will said.

“Oh, I’ll look next time,” I insisted, not wanting him to know that I’d already read it.

Alfie’s left wrist, like his right, had a motivating scroll that read, The question isn’t who’s going to let me. It’s who’s going to stop me? I sometimes wondered if that was in relation to his attitude to sex. Also, the other wrist read, Don’t limit your challenges, challenge your limits.

He had obviously been around, judging by the things he’d done to me sexually. Until now, I had pushed the thought to the back of my mind, but I suspected that there could be more. I kind of expected that if he had done this with me, he could be doing it with someone else.

Maybe he’d already moved on, and he was really trying to let me down gently that night.

Will’s voice broke into my thoughts as he pulled me in for a cuddle. “Come on, girl, we have work to do.” Then he pushed me in the direction of the class.