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attracted I was to him. Our relationship, if you could even call it that yet, had moved slower than molasses in January. We’d spent many nights in my dorm, snuggled up together talking about… life, really. We talked a little about our pasts and our beliefs and the things we stood for. I found out he believed in God. I told him all the reasons behind my choice to become a vegetarian. Our conversations were easy and sometimes very intimate. Intimate on a level I’d never been while keeping my clothes on. Getting to know each other on a deeper level had been great, but now I needed to cross that line with Calon, or my ovaries would explode. Boom! Done.
    “Calon, I really need to be alone with you.” My hair feathered against his face, and he reached up and tucked both sides behind my ears.
    “Becks, we are alone.”
    “Yeah, but just until the guys get here. I mean alone alone.”
    “Ohh, alone alone.” He chuckled and smacked my ass then pushed himself up so I was sitting in his lap with my legs wrapped around him. Yeah, this was going to calm the fierce throbbing going on inside my panties. Not!
    His eyes didn’t leave mine, and I could feel his hot breath on my face. He moved his hands up my back. One grabbed the back of my neck while the other cradled my face. He rubbed my nose with his, and we just sat there. Staring. He closed his eyes and licked his lips, then he sucked in a slow, deep breath. His eyes opened, and when his lips touched mine, the pit of my stomach clenched. I swear I felt my heart stop for a split second. His lips were full and soft but strong at the same time. He tasted the corners of my mouth, his tongue ran across my bottom lip, and he moved his hands to the sides of my head. He’d only kissed me this passionately once before; the night before we left Knoxville. Since then, we were conjoined with Thing 1, Thing 2, and Thing 3. We’d stolen a couple more-than-a-peck kisses over the past few days, but nothing like the way he was kissing me at that moment. What he was doing now—yeah, that’s what I needed.
    His tongue slowly dragged across my bottom lip again. My hands shot to his head, and my fingers tangled in his hair when he crashed his mouth into mine. I could barely breathe. His mouth was so needy, so hungry to taste every part of mine. His chest heaved in the same rhythm mine did. We were lost—truly lost in a moment of passion that felt like an extension of the intimacy we’d shared during those long talks. It was a natural step; a deeply passionate connection that stemmed from our souls connecting so slowly.
    He pulled his head back. His pupils were so big I could barely see the deep green irises that seemed to be exclusively Calon’s. He grabbed me around the backs of my thighs and maneuvered the lower half of his body so he could stand. He steadied himself slightly with his hand on the wall directly behind me. I laced my hands around his neck, and it only took one step until my back was against the wall. He rocked his body into mine and kissed me again but this time a little rough and hurried, like he was running out of time and couldn’t get enough of me.
    “Becki. God, your mouth.” He spoke against my lips and slowly let go of my legs. My body slid down his, and I felt the excitement hiding beneath his cargo shorts. And, that’s where he stopped me. The seam of my jeans crushed against me where I throbbed the most, and just the mere thought of his huge hard-on being only a couple layers of clothing away from me drove me insane. I just wanted to feel him. Not his clothing. Him.
    “Calon, I need to f—”
    The door flung open and slammed against the wall behind it, and, at first glance, I thought it was a crowd of people that rushed in.
    “Yo! Cal! Look! We just won a bottle of Jack Daniels in a bet! Whoa, you guys were gonna do it, weren’t ya? Sorry, man.” Nope, it was just Bones. He was the crudest of all the guys and always the drunkest. He fell onto one of the