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wanted a taste. It had been too long since  I’d had a taste of her mouth…o f her skin.
                   I stepped inside the classroom desperate to get hold of myself. Inhaling her scent had made my senses go on high alert. Pagan stepped inside while I held the door for her. The jeans she wore cupped her ass like a second skin. It was impossible not to watch as she walked across the room. Jerking my gaze  from  her ,  I scanned the other students to see who else was watching her.  I didn’t want them looking. 
     
     
     
     

CHAPTER 5 
     
    Pagan
    Was he talking in my head , o r had I lost my mind? I hadn’t been able to focus on anything my calculus professor had said. Luckily it  was a  brief welcome and a n overview of  the syllabus. Then we’d been dismissed. I was sure I’d missed something important but Dank Walker was beside me. Every female eye in the room was on him and my body tingle d every   time he brushed his arm against mine , and it  seemed  that happened  a lot. Almost as if he knew what it did to me and he made sure to do it just enough to keep me frazzled.
                   My  book bag  was still slung over his arm  as we left,  I was being forced to endure every fan  who  stopped him to ask him about his concert , t o slip him their number and promise him everything from a deep  throat  to a strip show. If it wasn’t for the fact I really wanted my book bag and I wanted to see if he talked in my head anymore now that I was fully awake so I could gauge whether or not that was real, I’d have walked off and left him to his adoring  fans .
                   “Follow me,” Dank said as he took my arm and  steered me  away from a girl in midsentence. I had to run to keep up with him as he led me toward a large  o ak tree behind the building. There was a  picnic table  underneath it. Was he hiding?
                   “They won’t notice me back here,” he explained ,  making sure  the tree  was blocking him from the view of everyone else before he sat down on the picnic table. Something about seeing him sitting there  seemed  familiar.  Almost as if I were  experiencing  d éjà vu .   He smirked as  if he’d read my mind.
                   “I’m surprised you walked off and left that last girl. If you’d brought her back here I am more than positive you’d have gotten some pretty naughty action. She was  getting ready  to offer to carry  your  first born.”
                   Dank chuckled and shook his head, “I’ll pass. Not my type.”
                   So far I wasn’t sure what his type was.  Not only did  he  seem to be  stalking me ,  but  I  hadn’t  see n  him with anyone else. Was it because I was a challenge?
                   “Why the interest in me? If I offer to strip for you ,  will that send you running away? Am I the unique toy you never got to  play  with? ”  I made sure to smile as I asked. I didn’t want to sound like a jerk ,  but I really wanted to know ,  why me. There were plenty  of  girls  available who were  more than willing to do what he wanted ,  when he wanted it. Dank let my bag drop to the wooden planks of the picnic table  and  slowly stood up. His eyes were focused on me and the  intensity  of his gaze almost scared me. Sometimes his eyes didn’t seem real. They seemed unnatural ---b eautifully unnatural  and  haunting.
                   “Understand this, Pagan Moore,” he began in a deep sexy voice, “if you ever offer to strip for me then you will have my complete  u ndivided ,   a ttention.”
                   Oh my.
                   Swallowing hard I managed to  give a   semblance   of  a nod. Dank didn’t back away , instead he moved  closer until I was pressed against the tree. “You aren’t a game. You will never be a