Kïng of Campus
Roan King.
The uncrowned king of Barnett University. He's like a freaking celebrity around here. It's totally ridiculous. People, by which I mean grown women, actually stalk him on the internet. And around campus. Apparently he's god's gift to both football and the ladies (I'm using that term loosely). All he has to do is smile and girls just fall right onto their backs before spreading their legs nice and wide. I've heard that he's already plowed his way through half the female population here at Barnett. I'm sure he'll work his way through the second half before he gets drafted to the NFL later this year.
Yeah... I don't plan to be one of them. The guy is nothing more than a conceited player. You know the type—a steroid infused meathead jock coasting through college on his football prowess.
Ugh.
I have three words for you—avoid, avoid, avoid.
Need I say more?
I don't think so.
I've had the sad misfortune of running into him on campus. Literally. As in—I literally slammed into him before spilling my iced coffee drink all over that wide rippling chest of his (did I just say that?). What I learned from the experience is that Roan King is one hell of a cocky son of a—
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Unfortunately for me, Operation Avoid-Roan-King isn't going so well. Everywhere I go, there he is. If he wasn't so ridiculously hot, he would be a hell of a lot easier to forget. With his dark hair, shocking turquoise colored eyes and (damn him) buff body, he's easily the most gorgeous guy I've ever laid eyes on.
Crap... see what I mean?
Why do I suddenly have the bad feeling that Roan King is going to lead to my utter ruin and downfall?
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Chapter: Chapter tenI’m really not.What he says to them, I have no idea. I see his lips moving and then the crowd reluctantly disperses before he closes the distance separating us. The way he carries his powerful body has all the saliva in my mouth instantly drying. He’s just so big and muscular. So unexpectedly graceful. I wish I didn’t appreciate the beautiful lines of his sharply defined body but I can’t seem to help myself. As he jogs towards me, shards of inky colored hair fall over those brightly sparkling eyes. When he’s about two feet from me, he finally slows to a stop before flicking a jet black chunk of hair out of the way.The look he aims in my direction is so well honed I nearly gasp.Oh… this guy is completely dangerous. And he’s clearly aware of the effect he has on the opposite sex.That’s for damn sure.I’m pretty sure my eyes flare open to the point of popping right out of my head. “Are you actually suggesting we go back to my place for a few hours and have,” I pause as my voice lower
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Chapter: Chapter nine Seriously, how much skill can something like that possibly take? It's not like executing a perfect pirouette or adage or ballonne pas, for goodness sake. That takes years of relentless practice and dedication.So even though I don't know Roan King personally, he's obviously someone to steer clear of. And not that Mr. Football has any interest in me whatsoever, but after what happened with Finn last year, I have zero interest in getting tangled up with another jerk.I mean jock.Especially some football playing Neanderthal who obviously thinks he's god's gift to the female population of Barnett University.Ugh.Thanks, but no thanks. I’ll pass.A proposition of a sexual nature from the likes of Roan King… I accept! KingOfCampus.comWith my head bent forward, my caramel colored hair falls over my face like a thick curtain, shielding it from view. Tapping my foot nervously, I wait until Mr. Abs of Steel swaggers his way up front to speak with the professor. Just as I’m about to make a br
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Chapter: Chapter eight "That’s Roan King, a senior. He's a football playing god who red shirted his freshman year. But he was such a stud on the field, that he's been a first string wide receiver ever since he was a sophomore." She leans towards me as if she's about to reveal top secret information no one else on campus is privy to. Getting caught up in the moment, I angle my body towards her as if I'm all ears. Which apparently I am."Word is he'll be entering the draft in January even though he could play here at Barnett for another year." Her eyes dance with unmitigated excitement as if she has a personal stake in that actually occurring. Then she sighs rather dreamily, "And just look at him, he's totally gorgeous."My gaze slides to the eye candy currently being discussed. She’s right, he’s definitely gorgeous. But I'd also lay odds he's a cocky douchebag player as well. I mean, come on, he's a football player. Who looks like some kind of freaking Adonis."If you're interested," she gives me a look that
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Chapter: Chapter seven It takes all of five minutes for me to bust through the heavy doors of Adler Hall which is one of the business buildings here on campus. I glance at my schedule. Room 305. Quickly I jog up two flights of stairs before heading down a long echoing corridor until I finally find the room. It's a small class. Probably around twenty-four students since this is a higher level business course.Luckily, the professor is still talking with a student at the front of the room and hasn't officially started class. Breathing out a heavy sigh of relief, I slide into a desk at the far side of the room and drop my bag to the floor before repositioning my sunglasses on top of my head. I'm winded and still feeling frazzled by what just happened with that guy.But that's over with now. Other than to fantasize about that amazing chest of his (probably late at night when I'm feeling sexually frustrated), I never want to think about him or the whole mortifying incident ever again.As far as I’m concerned, it
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Chapter: Chapter sixAs if this guy has any wrong places...Because, trust me, he doesn’t.I'm seriously starting to feel light headed over here. Like I need to sit down and put my head between my knees just so I can breathe through this whole ordeal. That’s when I notice the huge brown stain marring that perfectly chiseled chest of his. His jeans, which seem to be riding rather low on his lean hips, are also dripping with my chilled coffee as well.This feels like one of those horrendous first-day-of-school nightmares that people jolt awake from in an icy cold sweat. Then, once they realize it's nothing more than a terrible dream, they fall back against their pillows in relief.Except this is actually happening to me.Which makes it, like, a thousand times worse.I'm just about to open my mouth and stutter out yet another lame apology, when I hear, "Hey, King, what the hell happened to you?"Hearing those words thankfully breaks the strange spell that has fallen over me at the sight of him as I blink my
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Chapter: Chapter fiveOh... that’s right... I had wanted to squeeze every single moment I possibly could out of Paris. Which, come on… you really can’t blame me for. Because of that, I'd spent all of yesterday unpacking and organizing. Basically running around like a chicken with my head cut off before collapsing onto my lovely double sized bed at midnight. And then I’d slept for eight solid hours.Yeah. Eight blissful, dead-to-the-world hours.And I'm still dragging like I haven't slept a single wink.Hauling my ass out of bed this morning had been a monumental accomplishment on my part. I'd wanted to pick up my books at the campus bookstore before they ran out which actually happened to me freshman year. Unfortunately the line at the bookstore had been way longer than I’d anticipated which has now made me late for my ten o’clock business ethics class.I can't believe what a bunch of freaking procrastinators go to this school!I, on the other hand, have a completely legitimate reason for waiting until the
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