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attention back to it. “Let’s go, its gotta be done by seven.”

    Alceo was glad for the interruption. “I’m gonna go piss.” Alceo didn’t wait for an answer. He just stood and walked off. He didn’t like the library, but at least here he could walk around in peace. He didn’t have to worry about people he didn’t know running up to him and shouting in his face or patting him on the back. The pressure he put on himself to win football games was enough. He didn’t need anymore. Plus, here in the library, he didn’t have to hear Pat Forde and Hannah Storm micro analyzing his every move.

    Alceo wandered aimlessly throughout the library, hands shoved deep in his pockets. He rounded the corner and saw a girl standing with her back to him, her head leaning against the shelf. For a moment, the sight of the brown curly hair sent his heart racing. It couldn’t be Galynn though, what would be the odds of that? He stopped a couple feet behind her, his eyes drawn to her backside. She was about five foot eight, but there was something about her he couldn’t place.

    She was wearing a dark green hoodie with a small fist in the bottom right corner. Slowly, he stepped closer. There was a tear at the elbow and white paint on the top of the hood. His smile spread.

    What were the chances?

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    Galynn had been flipping through books for what seemed like forever and nothing seemed to hold the answers she was looking for. She was half tempted to go back to Alceo’s room and wait for him. At least then she’d be able to get her assignment done. Maybe she would tell him all the homework she had and he could do it for her. A small snort escaped her throat as she thought about the insanity of it. She laid her head against the shelf and closed her eyes.

    “I was wondering where my favorite hoodie went.” The voice behind her startled her, making her bump her head on the shelf in front of her. She could feel her heart beating in her throat.

    “Looks like somebody is a little thief.” The voice was in her ear before she could turn around. The vibrations of his voice sent wetness seeping into her panties.

    Galynn tried to turn her head to face Alceo, but his hands were on her hips holding her back to him before she could.

    “I -- I didn’t have anything to wear home. My clothes were still wet.” She could feel his fingers opening across her hips pulling her closer to him. “I was going to give it back,” she stammered when he said nothing.
    “No, keep it. It looks better on you than it does on me.”

    “Yeah right.” The words slipped out of Galynn’s mouth before she could stop herself.

    “I’m serious.” Galynn could hear the laughter in his voice as he pressed his stomach against her back. “So doll face, why’d you leave so early?”

    Galynn was thrown by the question. She was even more thrown by the idea of Alceo Russell grinding up against her in the University library. She was trying to formulate a coherent response, but his hands and his hips were distracting her.

    “I didn’t want to cramp your style.” She said as a sigh escaped her lips. She didn’t know what it was about her that had Alceo after her, but she didn’t want it to change.

    The butterflies were flapping in her stomach as his hands reached the hem of his hoodie. She felt the coolness of his hands meet the heat of her bare skin as they buried under her shirt. His palm lay flat against her stomach as he caressed her skin with his thumb. Galynn could feel his hardness growing against her back. Alceo was tall enough that he had to bend down so his lips reached the sensitive skin of her neck. “What makes you think you were cramping my style?”

    His breath fanned over her neck and heated her to her core. She didn’t have a response for him and his hands snaked higher. For a brief moment, she wondered if he did this with every girl he met, but the more his hands began to move, the more she didn’t care.

    Alceo’s lips brushed