Desire (Desire, Book 1) - By Missy Johnson Page 0,54

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As soon as Sam left, Devon collapsed in fits of laughter.

“What the hell was that?” I screeched, hitting him with my pillow.

“That was me having no fucking idea was to say!” He shrugged helplessly, still laughing. I tried my best not to laugh too, but it was impossible. I collapsed next to him on the bed gasping between fits of giggles.

“We better get up before he comes back in with more awkward questions.” I said, quickly getting dressed, “And trust me, he will be back.”

I wasn’t looking forward to leaving the room. If I knew Sam, everyone in the house knew by now what he’d walked in on. What a great role model I was for Neri.

Just as I’d thought, walking into the kitchen with Devon in tow I was met with raised eyebrows and knowing glances.

“I told you.” Sam said triumphantly at his sister. Neri rolled her eyes, trying to hide her smile.

“I guess I should have believed you, Sam. I just never thought my responsible sister would do such a thing. I hope you two used protection.” She added slyly.

My face went red as Neri and Ara both fought back laughter. Even Devon was amused.

I, on the other hand, was not. “Okay, enough. The next person to mention this gets grounded for a month.” I sat down and grabbed two slices of toast, eyeing Neri as I buttered them, daring her to say something.

She just smiled. A sneaky little know-it-all smile. Could I ground her for smiling?

“I have to get going, Kait.” Shit. I’d forgotten he was still there. I turned around and nodded. He stood in the doorway, his hands stuffed into his pockets, “Walk me out.” I nodded, ignoring the sniggering I couldn’t be sure was coming from Ara or Neri.

At the door, out of the prying eyes of others, Devon leaned in to kiss me.

“I had fun, Kait.” He murmured.

“Me too.” I smiled as he kissed me again. “Well apart from this morning.” I added, making a face.

“I’ll call you.” He kissed me one last time before closing the door.

Chapter Twenty-Five

“So, you and Devon, hey?” Ara sipped her coffee as we walked across campus to class. I blushed, nodding. I was excited to be able to talk to someone about it.

“It was so wonderful.” I sighed, biting my lip, “The other times were great and all, but this time I felt like I had him on an emotional level too. Not just sex, you know?” Ara nodded, her eyes dancing. I loved that she was so happy for me.

“I could see that in the way he was looking at you this morning.” She giggled, “He has it bad for you, Kait.” I giggled, her excitement was infectious.

In the back of my mind I was worried that he’d slip back into his old self again. What if he pushed me away again? After last night, I couldn’t keep doing that to myself.

“Kait.” Ara squeezed my hand, “Don’t worry so much. Enjoy it.” I nodded, managing a smile.

We neared the lecture hall, and that familiar knot began to form in my stomach.

“What now? With you know.” She nudged her head into the hall.

Charlie. I didn’t know.

Technically, Devon and I were not anything more than what we’d been a week ago, but why did I suddenly feel so guilty?

“I don’t know.”

Class was the usual kind of awkward when you’re sleeping with the professor. I spent most of the time figuring out how much more I needed for Neri’s camp. The answer was much more than I currently had. The reality was, if I didn’t keep working, she wouldn’t be able to go.

There, decision made. I had no reason to tell Devon, or feel bad about it. How did I even know that what we had would go anywhere? I wasn’t about to throw Neri’s future away on a fling.

I left for home alone, leaving Ara at college for her next class. I figured I could grab an hour or so sleep before picking up the kids. Unfortunately, my brain didn’t agree. I tossed and turned, eventually giving up. Yawning, I grabbed a towel and headed for the bathroom. The hot water felt amazing against my skin. I lifted my head back under the nozzle, letting the water soak my hair. My relaxing shower was interrupted by the doorbell.

“Shit.” I grabbed the towel, quickly drying myself off, before pulling my clothes over my half damp skin, “Coming!” I yelled, sprinting for the door.

“Hey.” Devon leaned on the doorframe, arms