Page 3 of Just One: Box Set

Chapter Three

" Y ou said what?" Jackie erupted into a fit of giggles.

"I told him maybe I should blow him instead." Harley shrugged her shoulders like it was nothing.

"You are insane. What if he said okay?"

Harley bristled at Jackie's comment. She'd be in trouble if he'd taken her seriously. "He didn't."

"He still could. Don't you see him this afternoon in class?"

Harley blew out a frustrated breath. "Yeah. I'm just going to pretend he isn't there. Hell, I didn’t notice him the entire time I was in class until he tapped my shoulder."

"I wish I could be a fly on the wall today."

Harley blushed as thoughts of the mysterious classmate filtered through her mind.

"What did you say his name was?"

"I didn't ask." Harley bit her lip. "I kind of ran out of there as soon as we were dismissed."

"Describe him." Jackie popped a Twizzlers into her mouth. "I might know him."

"You mean you might have slept with him?"

Jackie wasn’t shy about the men she'd bedded. She was a sexaholic and didn’t care what people thought about her. If she wanted to take a ride on someone's pogo stick—she did.

"Come on. Cut me some slack." Jackie threw a wadded napkin at her.

"He's about six feet, with dark brown hair and these sparkling blue eyes. Very fit, so he's probably into athletics or something." Harley's eyes glazed over as she pictured the man who'd invaded her dreams the night before.

"Humm… sounds like Archer Hunt. I'll text a friend of mine and see if he's in your art class." Jackie fired off a text before Harley could protest. "Oh wow." Jackie grinned.

"What?" Harley tried to grab her phone from her, but Jackie held it away from her.

"My friend is also Archer's roommate. And he confirmed that Archer is the guy from your class."

"What aren't you saying, Jackie?"

"Apparently Archer came home with a stiffie."

"A what?" Harley blanched at her friend's crudeness.

"His cock was hard, Harley."

"Oh my God." Harley put her head down on the table and groaned. "I swear you're just as crude as me sometimes."

"You know what this means don’t you?"

Harley glanced up at her friend. "No, what?"

"Archer likes you."

Well shit… class was going to be hard today. Harley didn’t know if she could keep her mouth shut and not say something that would embarrass her. Because Jackie was right in her assessment…

She liked Archer Hunt and apparently, he liked her too—or at least his cock did.