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ever given me and I'd be
damned if it didn't send jolts through me and right to my dick,
which was quickly waking up.

    I snuck a glance at her, she was
batting her long lashes at me. "Uh-huh." I wasn't going to press
the issue at hand but she had to know I didn't believe her PMS
story. She sighed and looked at my chest, I flexed it. I was very
proud of my muscles, I worked hard in the gym to get them. I hoped
she was enjoying them. I shook my head a little to clear my
thoughts.
     
    "I'm having boy problems." She
looked so sad and defeated.

    "Did the bowsie turn you down?" I
frowned at her, if that idiot turned down Claire he was a fucking
idiot. She snapped her head in my direction at my strange
terminology. I laughed at her, "Bowsie...it's a good for
nothing...sorry for my Irish slang." Her beautiful sapphire eyes
looked over my face and I found myself smiling in spite of
myself.

    She puckered her lips as she tried
out the new term. It was all I had in me to keep walking and not
shove her against the nearest wall. She needed comfort, not a lay.
"The bowsie...didn't turn me down he just..." She stopped, took a
breath and changed the subject, "Where were you headed before I
derailed you?" I was carrying her across campus towards the medical
center and I saw the building up ahead.

    "I was just going back to my room
to change so I could go out for a run. Nothing that can't wait." I
opened the door and walked inside with her. I set her down on the
waiting room chair and then checked her in. I sat down beside her
as we waited for her name to be called. She was staring at her hand
which was still bleeding pretty badly.

    "Are you dating anyone?" She looked
up at me and I tried to stay in my seat. Claire had been trying to
set me up with girls since middle school. I always told her I
didn't need help in the girl department but she never seemed to
listen. I might have been interested had she ever decided she was
ready to date...but then she was now, wasn't she? She wanted to
attract some wanker's attention.

    "Yes, I take girls out sometimes."
I smiled a little as I watched her. I was going to take Claire out.
Why should I have to sit back and wait for the bowsie boy to fuck
up? I'd throw my hat into the ring, no competition and I'd finally
get to bang Claire out of my system. She sat back and lifted her
eyes to mine.

    "Oh? Who?" I answered her, throwing
a couple names out and then a few more. I did go on dates, I just
didn't do serious relationships, there was a difference.

    "And you're not serious with any of
them? Or want to be serious with any of them?" She was still
staring at me. Fuck. It was time to lay it out there, not that I
was going to hide anything, I never did. The ladies always knew
what they were getting into with me.

    "Being serious in college seems," I
chose my word carefully, "...silly." Her eyes widened a little as I
shrugged my shoulders but her slender shoulders shrugged right
back.

    "Practice for when you find the
right woman?" I gazed straight into her eyes, I didn't want her to
miss my response.

    "We're children of the gods. No
one's plan is to settle down and be ordinary. So why act like it?"
She dropped her gaze to her hands again. I wasn't really sure why
she would talk about such things other than the fact that her
father is who he is. The only reason to do anything in this life
was to be the best. Love made you weak.

    "Maybe someone's plan is to settle
down and be ordinary... if they could." She looked so vulnerable I
couldn't help but lean towards her and brush her cheek with my
thumb. I felt this weird need to protect her and keep her
safe.

    "Definitely not your plan. You're
far from ordinary, love." I heard my voice soften. She looked at me
and rolled her eyes, causing the tightness in my pants to
ease.

    "I'm not going to swoon over you
like all the other girls, Neil." God the way she said my name made
my pants tighten, again. I laughed off her rejection of my
charms.

    "Gotta try anyway."