Undeniable (Indulgence) - Aleatha Romig Page 0,11

shrug. "Boyfriend, but he's not a boy."

She jumps to the end of my bed and sits with a pounce. The movement makes me bounce and giggle.

"Tell me!" she says. "So…is he older?"

"Yes."

"Have you guys done it?"

My cheeks grow hot. "Yes. Have you?"

Is this what college is about, having girl talks with your roommate?

I'm not sure, but in a way, I like it. Since Matt and I have been seeing one another, he's convinced me to take a step back from the Ritz and concentrate on school. That isn't completely true. He wants me to concentrate on him but school also because it's what I want.

McKenzie nods. "Yeah, Justin and I've been together for over a year. He'll be here this weekend. He goes to Florida State. We figure we'll switch off weekends." Her nose scrunches. "Sorry, I know I should have asked. I'm just glad you have a boyfriend too. Where does he go?"

"He doesn't. He's out of school."

"Oh! Like graduated?"

"Yeah," I say, not telling her that he's not only graduated undergrad, but postgrad, like ten years ago. Truth is, Matt is thirty-six.

"I can't wait to meet him."

I stand, straightening the skirt of my sundress, and reach for my purse. "One day. And hey, the weekend thing is cool with me. I probably won't be here a lot. The guy I’m dating has a house off campus." A multimillion-dollar home on the water, but saying that seems like overkill.

Suddenly, the door to our dorm room opens, and a girl about our age peeks her head in. "Sorry," she says. "I'm not trying to bother you, but someone told me that Sophie Hawkins is here."

I narrow my eyes. There's something about this girl that's familiar. It's her eyes, her green eyes. "I-I'm Sophie."

Our door flies open, and the green-eyed girl rushes toward me, wrapping me in a hug. "Oh my God, it is you! I'm Becky! Becky Hamilton! Do you remember me?"

My eyes open wide. "Becky! It's been forever!" And I'm going to marry your dad.

Yep, this didn't seem like the right place to say that.

"Oh my gosh! Sophie, I'm so sorry we haven't kept up." She turns toward McKenzie. "Hi, I'm Becky Hamilton. Sorry to bother you two, but I just had to see if my best friend ever is really in my dorm."

"Your dorm?" I ask. "You live here too?" Why didn't Matt tell me?

"Yes, just three doors down. Let's catch up. We can order pizza. You still like pizza, don't you?"

I nod. "I do, but—”

"But Sophie can't," McKenzie volunteers. "She's got a hot date with an older guy."

My stomach twists at my roommate’s honesty. If only she knew.

"Really? Cool!" Becky says.

My phone buzzes.

Matt:

WHERE ARE YOU?

I try to force a grin. "I do, and he's here." I give Becky a quick squeeze. "Maybe another day?"

"Okay. Hey, have fun!"

I just nod again as I hurry out of my room and toward the front of the building.

Matt

My dick doubles in size just seeing Sophie walk from the glass doors to the car. It's a new Audi convertible. I just bought it today.

It takes her a second to spot me. I know she is looking for my usual Jaguar.

Her smile grows as I jump out and open the passenger door for her.

"Nice dress," I whisper close to her neck. Just before closing the door, I add, "That better be all you're wearing."

She doesn't answer, but by the way her cheeks fill with pink, I know my good girl has followed my instructions.

Once I'm back in the driver's seat, I lean over and give her a kiss. Damn, she tastes so good. My tongue probes her lips, sliding past the flavored gloss and into her sweet mouth.

"Nice car," she says after our kiss ends.

"Do you like it?"

"I do."

I put the convertible in gear, and we make our way toward the campus's main drag. "Good, I debated on the color."

She scans the silver hood. "It's classy. I like it."

I reach into the cup holder and pull out a key fob. Handing it to her, I say, "That's good because it's yours."

The color drains from her face. "What? No. I can't."

"You're the woman I love and will soon be Mrs. Matthew Hamilton. My wife can't be taking the bus and Ubers."

"But it's too much. I can't pay you back."

I let my hand reach for her thigh. "You don't have to. All you have to do is be you. That makes me happy." My fingers grip tighter.

"Matt?” Her head turns from side to side. “This is,