Chapter 66
Nicole POV
Eric Wolfe was our football captain, sought after by boys and girls. He was extremely handsome with beautiful green eyes, chocolate brown hair and a body to die for. He was a fine specimen of masculinity. With perfect eight pack abs, he had become a fantasy of many. Taller than all the students in the football team, with devilish looks and an equally devilish, seductive smile, he had a commanding presence.
His brother, Aaron Wolfe, was a tad more handsome, but he was taken. He was so much in love with his wife Venus that it was nauseating. All of us had caught the two of them making out almost everywhere in the college. I mean, the dude married her when he was just eighteen, so his love for her ran deep. Venus was breathtaking. I’d never seen a couple so beautiful. Every boy and girl talked about them even though they kept to themselves.
You must be wondering how I fit in this? I don’t.
My boyfriend, Ethan Fox, was in love with me, until he wasn’t. Ethan and I dated for a year. We were in the same class, and I had switched over to sociology for him even though I was better at history. I didn’t like sociology at all. Yet, I was there for him. Little did I know the bastard had been cheating on my back now and then with my arch–nemesis, Lexi. My friend, Jamie, told me about it, but I didn’t believe them because… I was in love with him.
However, when Jamie texted me the image of him sitting with Lexi in the café of our college with Lexi with their hands intertwined, I couldn’t help but abandon the tutorial Professor Gunther had set me up for and run to the café.
And there I was, standing in the middle of the college café, frozen like a statue. Heart pounding, stomach twisted up like I’d swallowed a dozen nails, and my mind just… blank. Lexi was sucking his mouth like a star fish who had accidentally jumped out of the sea. She was one girl who has been nothing but a thorn in my side since freshman year. And there they were, practically glued at the lips.
My world came crashing down. My pride got a serious hit as my heart shattered into a million pieces. So it was true. He was cheating on me with Lexi.
Anger bubbled up first, hot and fierce. I felt I was about to explode and take everyone in this café with me. But a numb ache settled. I felt like I was trampled on. I wanted to march over there, grab Lexi by the hair, or maybe just scream at him. But I couldn’t even move. I just stood there, watching as everything I thought I knew fell apart in a single, awful moment.
And the worst part? I could tell he didn’t even realize I was there until it was too late. He opened his eyes mid–kiss and saw me, his face shifting from surprise to guilt in an instant.
I don’t know if I should feel embarrassed for not seeing it coming or just furious. Or maybe both. But one thing I knew for sure as I turned around and walked out: I was done. Ethan could have his little fling with Lexi because I was so over it.
“Nicole!” Ethan called me.
But I swallowed my tears, grabbed the collar of the guy nearest to me, wrapped my arms around his neck, and on an impulse, lowered his face and slammed my lips to his. It was all a show to make Ethan realize I was over him. If he would cheat,1 would move on.
My heart was thrumming wildly. I wanted to cry badly for wasting a precious year on a guy like Ethan. The kiss, which I thought was a revenge kiss, turned into something hotter when the boy’s chest rumbled dangerously and he curled his brawny arms around me and crushed me against his body like he wanted to meld with me.
This was the hottest kiss I’d ever received in my life. When our kiss broke, there was complete silence in the café, and I knew everyone was watching us. Because the guy I just kissed was none other than Eric Wolfe. The most handsome male in the history of football.
Oh. My. God.
I trembled against his body, and wanted to apologize, but after I knew what Ethan was doing. Eric said that he was staring at me. “And Lexi?” I whispered.
“She is also gaping at us,” he informed.
A blush rose to my cheeks out of excitement. I took his coffee mug, sipped some coffee, and exclaimed, “Of course I’ll come, silly! It’s a date.”
Taken aback, he and wanted to say something, but I shot him a glare. When he snapped his mouth shut, I softened, saying I’ll explain later. His eyes were locked on me with an intense stare, as his hard dick pressed against my stomach. “Sure,” he said with a tilt of his lips. He tilted his head and peeked
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behind me to look at Ethan and Lexi. “It seems your boyfriend wants to talk to you. He is coming our way.”
I grabbed his hand, wanting to put as much distance as possible between us. “Where are you sitting?” I asked.
His lips curled up in a mischievous smile. “Over there,” he said. “But I have a better idea.”
I frowned. He placed his hand on the small of my back possessively and guided me to his table, where his notes were spread around his laptop. Eric didn’t know I was in the same sociology class, where he struggled to get good grades. He closed his laptop, collected his notes and said in a low voice, “We can go to the library if you like. Or if you want to spend some alone–time with me, we can go to my place.”
Eric’s reputation preceded him. I knew my stars were all wrong because I unexpectedly ran into him for my revenge kiss. He was a compulsive flirt, and I was a one–man girl.
Can you imagine I was about to give my virginity to the fucker, Eric? As his birthday gift? The thought was enough to make me puke. I licked my dry lips. “We’ll go to the library,” I snapped.
His lips lifted into another beautiful, panty–dropping, ovary–chucking smile. But, no, no. I wasn’t falling for it. This was just a onetime thing, and he was helping me. I was surely going to return the favor.
So when Eric curled his hand on my hips possessively, and guided me out of the café, I didn’t protest. In fact, I put my chin up and walked past Ethan and Lexi as they watched me with open mouths. LOL. I guess I had the last laugh, even though my insides burned. One thing was for sure–I would never fall in love again. At nineteen, I was an independent, confident girl. Except… Why wasn’t I feeling like it?
“Nicole!” Ethan shouted as he rushed after me. “Wait!” He came to stand right in front of me, glancing at Eric. “This was a mistake, baby,” he rasped.
“Please-”
A dangerous, animalistic rumble emerged from Eric, making my hair stand. “She’s not interested,” he growled, tightening his hold on me. “Piss off!”
