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somewhere. Could you autograph my bag or my shirt , oh better ye t--- my bra ? , ” she said as she pulled a sharpie from her book bag.
    The girl had started lifting her shirt up before it dawned on me that she was serious about the bra.
    “No. I don’t sign bras,” I held the sharpie she’d handed me and moved my attention from her to the students approaching the building. My eyes locked with Pagan’s. Shit. She saw that the girl’s damn shirt had been up. I shoved the sharpie back in her direction without breaking eye contact with Pagan and stepped around her. “I gotta go,” was the only explanation I gave her.
    Pagan turned her head and stared straight ahead and hurried toward the building. I wasn’t going to let her get inside without talking to me.
    Talk to me Pagan. Please.
    She halted . Talking in her head was unfair but I hated not being able to show her who I was. I wanted her to see me. I wanted her to love me anyway.
    “Good morning, Pagan,” I said as I stopped beside her. She tilted her head to the side and peered up at me. The startled , confused look in her eyes made me feel guilty. I shouldn’t have spoken to her that way. She wasn’t ready.
    “Dank?” Her voice sounded as if she were asking a question.
    I reached for her book bag , and in her still confused state she let me take it. Slinging it over my shoulder I nodded toward the entrance to the building that Pagan’s calculus class would be in for the next semester. “Better hurry or you’ll be late.”
    She shook her head then her eyes zoned in on the book bag now over my shoulder. A small frown puckered her brow. “What are you doing?” she asked.
    “Taking your books inside. It looked heavy,” I started walking before she could decide she wanted her book bag back. I was carrying it inside. I wanted every male in the vicinity to see me carrying her bag. I already had to deal with the soul mate. I didn’t want to be forced to see her with anyone else. I was staking my claim.
    “Oh. Well, yeah. We got a lot of info at freshman orientation , then I had to go to the bookstore and pick up some books I didn’t have. This is the only class I have today. Apparently this professor is anal and doesn’t want to miss one day of class.”
    I loved hearing her talk. When we got to the door I opened it and stepped back so that she could walk in. She glanced back toward the tree where I’d been standing when she walked up and then back at me. “I saw you with a girl and she was taking off her clothes for you? Did she change her mind and decide that stripping in public was a bad idea?”
    The cute teasing note to her voice made me smile. “She wanted me to sign her bra. I told her I d on’t sign bras ; then I saw you and handed her back her marker so I could catch up with you before you got away.”
    “Oh,” she replied and stopped at the door marked 312. “And why don’t you sign bras?”
    Was Pagan flirting with me? Damn , that mischievous twinkle in her eyes dr i ve s me a little crazy. I closed the distance between us and bent my head down until my mouth was right besi de her ear. “There’s only one bra I’d like to sign.” Pagan’s breathing hitched and I smiled to myself before standing back up. I wanted a taste. It had been too long since I’d had a taste of her mouth…o f her skin.
    I stepped inside the classroom desperate to get hold of myself. Inhaling her scent had made my senses go on high alert. Pagan stepped inside while I held the door for her. The jeans she wore cupped her ass like a second skin. It was impossible not to watch as she walked across the room. Jerking my gaze from her , I scanned the other students to see who else was watching her. I didn’t want them looking.

Chapter Five
    Pagan
    Was he talking in my head , o r had I lost my mind? I hadn’t been able to focus on anything my calculus professor had said. Luckily it was a brief welcome and a n overview of the syllabus. Then we’d been dismissed. I