He didn’t give a shit how quiet we were about it either. Situated in the middle of the building and with glass walls on surrounding, the staircase was visible on each floor. Students glanced up from their texts as we passed, their mouths falling open. Their thoughts were written all over their faces. Ian Crawford is finally dating someone, and it’s…her? While I struggled not to take insult, Ian simply didn’t notice. His hold was determined and possessive and I practically had to run to keep up with him. He was a man on a mission. Outside someone called to us from the fountain, but Ian ignored it and kept walking. My heart was racing with anticipation, my cheeks flushed. It was so hot—knowing he couldn’t wait for us to be alone. Knowing he might still be angry with me for the stunt I pulled in the library. The campus was mostly empty, the sun having set over an hour ago, and I was grateful for the shroud of darkness. Tomorrow I could deal with people finding out I was dating my RC.
