chuckle. Of course Layla walked to class in the freezing cold weather. She was tough as nails. "She doesn't have balls either. Let's be realistic."
It was dumb and yet it somehow made me feel at least a little bit better.
I parked as close to campus as I could, and zipped up my jacket before getting out of the car and jogging toward the science building. Students were everywhere, some in a hurry to get into the warmth of the buildings and some seeming to take their time. I loved the snow as much as anyone, but it was intensely cold that morning.
I dropped down in a chair on the front row between a cute Asian girl and a big football-looking guy. I nodded at both of them and pulled out my notebook, dreading the next hour like most people would an enema.
"Jayce. Back here, man."
I glanced around to see William Tanner on the back row. There was nowhere for him to sit on the front with me, and though he wasn't my favorite person in the world, I wasn't going to deny him my attention.
Grabbing my stuff, I walked to the back and sat down beside him. "Hey man. How are you?"
"Good." He smiled at me. "I was wondering when your Chem class was. I'm glad we can suffer through this together."
"Suffer is the right word, indeed."
The guy in front of us glanced back and nodded. "Hey guys."
Seth Mills. Layla's ex. Really?
"Hey man." I nodded at him. "You here to suffer with us too?"
He snorted. "Fuck yeah. I hate science. I tried to take botany last fall and flunked out of it."
"What the hell is botany?" Will smiled and glanced my way.
"Study of plants?" I asked Seth. How the hell I ended up in my hardest class with a chatty-Cathy like Will and an asshole like Seth was beyond me. My luck just kept kicking me in the gut every chance it got.
"Yeah. It's stupid to say the least." Seth's eyes moved across my face. "So someone told me the other day that you're rooming with my girl."
"Your girl?" I lifted my eyebrow as Will stiffened next to me.
"Layla Roberts." Seth turned a little more in his seat. The fucker was mean-looking, and probably had to be seeing that he was captain of the Providence Rugby team, but he could intimidate someone else. I'd happily take his ass to the ground for hurting Lay.
"I'm pretty sure she's a free agent." I smiled and leaned over to pull out my notebook.
"You guys together?" Will asked.
"Nope. She's my sister's best friend." I gave him a look as I sat back up. Seth had yet to turn around. I figured I'd better make my intents known. "But I'd date her in a heartbeat if she'd give me the time of day."
Seth's expression softened, surprising me a little. "Tell me about it. Biggest fuck up of my life for sure."
"What happened?" Will asked.
Thank God for Will. I wanted to know too and yet there was no way I was asking Seth or Layla about it.
"We dated about a year or so." He shrugged and glanced over toward me. "She's a good woman. If you get a chance, go for it."
"I thought she was your woman." I smirked.
"She was." He smirked back. "She always will be, but there's no convincing her of that. If you get a chance with her, just remember, she's more about action than words."
Will glanced over at me as Seth turned around. "What the fuck does that mean?"
"No clue." I nodded toward the front of the room and sunk down in my chair. I'd known Layla my whole damn life and I still had no clue what Seth was referring to. Did she want to feel and see love more than hear it? Or did she want gifts to show someone’s affection, or was she just really sexually active? Did she want more action in her life than lovey-dovey words?
By the time I stopped pondering what Layla might want in a relationship, the professor was ten minutes into the first lecture and I'd missed everything.
I growled at myself and started to write furiously until the class ended. I wanted so badly to ask Seth what he meant, but it wouldn't have been appropriate. Besides, the asshole probably had no clue what Layla wanted. He knew her for a
It was dumb and yet it somehow made me feel at least a little bit better.
I parked as close to campus as I could, and zipped up my jacket before getting out of the car and jogging toward the science building. Students were everywhere, some in a hurry to get into the warmth of the buildings and some seeming to take their time. I loved the snow as much as anyone, but it was intensely cold that morning.
I dropped down in a chair on the front row between a cute Asian girl and a big football-looking guy. I nodded at both of them and pulled out my notebook, dreading the next hour like most people would an enema.
"Jayce. Back here, man."
I glanced around to see William Tanner on the back row. There was nowhere for him to sit on the front with me, and though he wasn't my favorite person in the world, I wasn't going to deny him my attention.
Grabbing my stuff, I walked to the back and sat down beside him. "Hey man. How are you?"
"Good." He smiled at me. "I was wondering when your Chem class was. I'm glad we can suffer through this together."
"Suffer is the right word, indeed."
The guy in front of us glanced back and nodded. "Hey guys."
Seth Mills. Layla's ex. Really?
"Hey man." I nodded at him. "You here to suffer with us too?"
He snorted. "Fuck yeah. I hate science. I tried to take botany last fall and flunked out of it."
"What the hell is botany?" Will smiled and glanced my way.
"Study of plants?" I asked Seth. How the hell I ended up in my hardest class with a chatty-Cathy like Will and an asshole like Seth was beyond me. My luck just kept kicking me in the gut every chance it got.
"Yeah. It's stupid to say the least." Seth's eyes moved across my face. "So someone told me the other day that you're rooming with my girl."
"Your girl?" I lifted my eyebrow as Will stiffened next to me.
"Layla Roberts." Seth turned a little more in his seat. The fucker was mean-looking, and probably had to be seeing that he was captain of the Providence Rugby team, but he could intimidate someone else. I'd happily take his ass to the ground for hurting Lay.
"I'm pretty sure she's a free agent." I smiled and leaned over to pull out my notebook.
"You guys together?" Will asked.
"Nope. She's my sister's best friend." I gave him a look as I sat back up. Seth had yet to turn around. I figured I'd better make my intents known. "But I'd date her in a heartbeat if she'd give me the time of day."
Seth's expression softened, surprising me a little. "Tell me about it. Biggest fuck up of my life for sure."
"What happened?" Will asked.
Thank God for Will. I wanted to know too and yet there was no way I was asking Seth or Layla about it.
"We dated about a year or so." He shrugged and glanced over toward me. "She's a good woman. If you get a chance, go for it."
"I thought she was your woman." I smirked.
"She was." He smirked back. "She always will be, but there's no convincing her of that. If you get a chance with her, just remember, she's more about action than words."
Will glanced over at me as Seth turned around. "What the fuck does that mean?"
"No clue." I nodded toward the front of the room and sunk down in my chair. I'd known Layla my whole damn life and I still had no clue what Seth was referring to. Did she want to feel and see love more than hear it? Or did she want gifts to show someone’s affection, or was she just really sexually active? Did she want more action in her life than lovey-dovey words?
By the time I stopped pondering what Layla might want in a relationship, the professor was ten minutes into the first lecture and I'd missed everything.
I growled at myself and started to write furiously until the class ended. I wanted so badly to ask Seth what he meant, but it wouldn't have been appropriate. Besides, the asshole probably had no clue what Layla wanted. He knew her for a
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