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less his cologne irritated me and the more he materialized into the hottest man alive. By three in the morning, we were kissing on the dance floor and dancing less and less with each slip of his tongue around mine. By four in the morning, he begged me to come to his room upstairs. I refused, not wanting to be drunk and stranded in a frat house all night. While I trusted Marcus enough to be alone with him, I felt safer with him in my room than me in his.
    My dorms were always a better option for me. There, Melanie would be in her own room next door and probably Jay and Cynthia would be inside mine. The latter thought made me cringe a little as I pictured me having sex next to my best friend, but with my hormones raging, my body had no problems with the idea. Marcus hadn’t been helping my horniness either. The whole time we were together, he rubbed my waist with his big hands. He was as drunk as me.
    I nibbled his bottom lip. “Come back to my room.”
    He dipped his tongue into my mouth and groaned, “Okay.”

 
     
     
     
     

     
     
    The frat house was barely ten blocks from my dorms, but it took Marcus and me thirty minutes to get back. We stumbled to my dorm and even fell a few times on the way. Laughing, we spent some time rolling around and kissing, before finally remembering our true destination. Grass and twigs clung to my hair. Wrinkles and green stains adorned my skirt and his jeans.
    "Shh. Don't make too much noise." Giggling, I pushed my key inside and opened the door.
    Loud yelling sounded from the other side of the door, and not passionate yelling. Jay and Cynthia were fighting, which was odd for Jay. He hated quarreling and ended a dispute as soon as he could. Most of the time he simply agreed with the other party, whether it was ridiculous or not.
    I guess he won’t be backing down tonight.
    “It sounds like they’re already up.” Marcus sucked on my earlobe.
    I opened the door.
    "Jay, please don't leave. I'm sorry, please." Cynthia blocked the door with her body and arms spread out on either side. “I’m not letting you leave. I just can’t. Jay, talk to me, please!”
    Okay. This is crazy.
    Jay stood near my bed pulling on his shirt. "I’m done with this. I'm tired of you answering your phone." He glanced up only then noticing Marcus and I standing in the doorway.
    I dropped my keys in my bag and tried to back out of the room. "Um … do you need us to give you guys a minute?"
    "No, I was leaving." Jay yanked the shirt down over his washboard abs and glared at Marcus. "Who's this?"
    Rude, much?
    "This is my new friend.” I touched my man candy’s chest. “Marcus, this is my roommate Cynthia, and this is her boyfriend Jay."
    With a neutral expression, Jay walked over to Marcus and extended his hand out for a shake. "My name is Jason. I'm also Evie’s best friend.”
    “Cool.” Marcus shook Jay’s hand and then stepped around him, probably ready to have me lying under him as soon as possible. I’d been playing with Marcus’s cock the whole walk, relishing in its thickness. Melanie had guessed correctly. Marcus’s equipment wasn’t long, but it had a width that made me excited to take him home.
    Soon.
    Jay’s gaze followed Marcus as my bulky man candy headed to my bed and collapsed on top of it. Looking at both sides of Cynthia’s and my room, it wasn’t difficult to guess which side was mine. I had an Alice in Wonderland comforter on my bed. It was all black with two glowing yellow eyes and a mouth formed by white words that said, “We’re all mad here.”
    A pink ruffled spread lay on Cynthia’s bed. The Muppets collection adorned her space—posters hung on the walls and Muppet stuffed animals flooded the shelves, floor on the other side of her bed, and even some of the night stand. On the other side, most of my space remained empty and sparse, aside from two photos hung above my bed. One framed photograph hung on the left. The black and white image was a famous picture taken