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Oh yeah? How did it go?

FaeAtHeart:

Better than I expected.

Amazing actually.

NotYourAverageJoe19

I’m happy for you.

FaeAtHeart

I’m sorry. I feel like I’ve led you on.

NotYourAverageJoe19

Don’t apologize. You did nothing wrong.

I should be thanking you.

FaeAtHeart

Thanking me? For what?

NotYourAverageJoe19

You gave me hope. When I felt like I’d never get the chance, you kept the hope alive.

FaeAtHeart

The chance at what?

NotYourAverageJoe19

A chance with my dream girl.

18

KOA

Sydney nibbles on her bottom lip as she highlights sections of her text book. I’ve forgotten how cute she is when she studies. It’s been awhile since I’ve sat across the table from her with books spread out in front of us.

Somehow she convinced me to study and work on my assignments at the library instead of alone with her at my house like I wanted to. I will have to think of another way to get her over there.

Maybe after she’s caught up on her work she’ll be willing to do something else for the rest of the day. After the last chat we had in the forum, I know I need to tell her it's me she’s been talking to. I just need to do it the right way so she’ll understand why and not hate me.

I read over the paper I’ve been editing for the last half hour. It’s basically finished. I only have a few points I want to tighten up before I turn it in to my professor.

Sydney’s foot bumps against my calf under the table. My eyes pop up to meet hers. A light blush covers her cheeks and I want to see how many other ways I can make herblush.

“I need to get another book.” She stands and pushes in her chair. She weaves through the tables on the second floor of the library until she reaches the tall bookshelves in the very back of the room. She glances over her shoulder in my direction before disappearing between two bookshelves.

I lock both of our laptops and shut them down before finding Sydney. She is up to something. If she wants to play, I’m taking her home. This might be my chance to get her alone and confess everything.

“What are you doing back here, trouble?” I pull her towards me from behind with my hand on her throat and kiss her. She tilts her head and gives me access.

“I told you I needed a book.” Her hand clutches the spine of the book she’s holding while my hands roam over her hips and thighs.