Fantasy Boyfriend (A Tattooed Bad Boy Romance) Read Online Free PDF

school, I thought. As I saw movement out of the corner of
my eye, I glanced over my shoulder and could barely contain my surprise when I
saw Luke sauntering in. He looked just as good as he had the other evening.
This morning he wore a short-sleeved shirt and my eyes immediately went to his ink.
God, I found that ink so sexy. To my incredible surprise, and even though the
classroom was still only three quarters full, Luke recognized me, grinned, and
sat in the chair next to mine. I stared back at him in open mouth surprised,
only closing my mouth when he winked at me. Forcing myself to play it cool, I
turned my attention back to the professor, even though all I wanted to do was inspect
Luke’s tattoos. My fingers itched to trace a path along one of them, but even
though it was daylight and he was wearing a short-sleeved shirt, I forced
myself to resist the urge to look down and get a closer look at them.
    Nearly twenty minutes later, with my eyes nearly going
cross-eyed with boredom as the professor continued to give his introductory
preview of this semester’s class goals and projects, I was surprised when I
felt a nudge on my leg. I glanced down and saw that Luke had moved his leg
closer to mine. He held his right arm down by his side, next to his leg. In his
fingers, he clasped a small square of paper. I glanced up at him briefly and
saw him gesturing with his eyes for me to take the note. What was this? Passing
notes like a couple of elementary school kids?
    He continued to stare at me, grinning, and I finally, and
as surreptitiously as possible, reached my left hand over to take the note from
him. I had a self-conscious feeling that the professor was going to see and
call me out for it. Nothing like being reminded of elementary school when you
were in college, right? Crossing my legs, I placed the note on my notebook
tablet and carefully and quietly unfolded it.
    Go
out with me Saturday night?
    I stared down at the note for several moments, my
heart thumping with excitement. He wanted to go out on a date? I got hot just
thinking about it. I didn't have any classes on Saturday, and although I had a
feeling I would already have a full load of homework, I figured what the hell.
I pulled my pen from the small clasp on my notebook and wrote the three letter
answer underneath his question. Yes .
After that, I scribbled my cell phone number.
    In moments, I had passed the note back to him, just as
surreptitiously as it had made its way toward me in the first place. I hid my
smile, feeling a thrill of success that we had managed to pass a note back and
forth without anyone being the wiser. The silliness of it also made me smile. I
knew then that regardless of Luke's class schedule or mine, he would find a way
to get in touch with me before Saturday. I found myself so distracted, I didn't
even realize when the professor finally stopped talking and class was
dismissed.
    By the time I focused my attention on the fact that
everybody was getting up and filing out of the classroom, I looked to my left
and realized Luke had already left. I shook my head, smiled, and then gathered
my things, casually walking out of class as if nothing unusual had occurred. As
I made my way to my next class, I looked forward to the coming weekend. While
he certainly wasn't the type of guy I normally would even have considered going
out with, there was something about him that captivated me. I didn't like to
think of myself as a superficial person, but there was no doubt that Luke was
one of the most handsome guys I'd ever met. The fact that I didn't even know
his last name, where he came from, or anything else about him did little to
deter my enthusiasm.
    I couldn't wait to get together with the girls this
evening and share what had occurred. While I didn’t typically throw caution to
the wind, I figured that it was time that I deserved to experience a little
adventure in life. I would be careful and protect myself, but at the same time,
I was young.