Hmmm, is it just me or is our legendary wide receiver, Roan King, not spreading around the love like he used to? What's up with that? All I know is that there are an awful lot of sexually deprived women out there clamoring for a little Roan King. If you're reading this, RK, be a dear and give us what we want... KingOfCampus.comWe sip our drinks, slowly meandering our way down the sidewalk of a local outdoor mall. Lexie has three bags in hand. I have zero. There are a few reasons for this. One-nothing interesting has caught my eye. And two-I don't have money to throw away on useless crap I don't need. Although my dad did shove a hundred dollars into my hand when Roan and I were leaving his house on Sunday. Stunned by the gesture, I tried giving it back, but he wouldn't take it. I figure I'll sock it away in case of an emergency."Let's stop in here," Lexie says.We stroll into a lacy underwear store and right away, she starts rifling through the racks. I have enough und
We pass by two storefronts before she flashes a smile my way. "Yup, all good. I have something on my mind, but it's probably nothing."My brows draw together. If something is bothering her, I'm surprised she hasn't already shared it with me. "What's going on?"There's a tiny park with playground equipment for small children along with a few benches. Finding one that's empty, we sit down before setting our bags next to us.When she doesn't immediately launch into what's going on, I nudge her along. "Fill me in."Her body deflates as she nibbles her lower lip. Instead of beating around the bush, she blurts, "A couple of weeks ago, Dylan and I were having sex and," she pauses as her voice drops, "the condom broke."My eyes widen in understanding. The only thing worse than a ripped condom is a positive pregnancy test. "What does Dylan think?"She hesitates for a beat. "Obviously, he knows about the broken condom. I wasn't all that concerned when it happened, but I'm pretty
Mmm, mmm, mmm, I love me some freshly showered Roan King. Oh, who am I kidding? I'd happily take that boy all dirtied up. Hell...the dirtier, the better ;) KingOfCampus.comSafely locked inside my apartment and away from Roan and his damn pheromones, the neurons in my brain once again start firing properly. God, I'm seriously no better than all the other salivating groupies that stalk him around campus. All I have to do is look at him and my mind turns to mush.It's completely frustrating.Not to mention demoralizing.I assume Lexie told Dylan what's going on because those two immediately holed up in her room and haven't come out except to use the bathroom. Which probably means they're doing the pregnancy test she bought. Even though I want to be there for her, I'm glad she shared her concerns with Dylan. This is an issue he needs to be involved in.Once my hormones settle, I pull out my project notes to read over. As I'm doing that, I get an email from Roan with the att
Ohhhh, a sighting at Peppino's has been made and (gasp!) he's with the same girl from the photos previously published on this very site! I'm sad to say that whatever is going on over at that table looks pretty damn serious... KingOfCampus.comRoan takes me to a popular pizza joint located in the middle of town. I haven't been here since I left for Paris. It's actually one of my favorite restaurants. To return after nearly a year and a half has nostalgia wrapping around me like a thick comfy blanket.We grab a booth and are given menus. Although I don't bother to glance at mine. I know exactly what I want."Ready to order?" he asks."Yep. Mushroom, sausage, and pepperoni." It's my favorite. I especially love the way they prepare it here. The sausage is cut paper thin and the mushrooms are ridiculously huge. The crust is New York style which means it's super thin. A lot of people like to eat it by folding the slice in half. My mouth waters even thinking about it. I'm s
"I found a few errors and brought it to their attention. Both smiled and patted me on the back. They told me that I had bigger concerns to focus my energies on." We fall into silence. I'm flabbergasted something like that could happen. Especially here at Barnett. This is a top-notch school. It's academically rigorous.Tension fills every line of Roan's face. "You can't tell anyone about that, Ivy," he mutters. "I'm serious."Even though I feel conflicted, I jerk my head.That's not fair to everyone else who works their asses off to pull good grades. Maybe Roan isn't taking advantage of professors who are willing to hand out A's for being a top recruit on campus, but I'm sure there are other student athletes who get by because of it.Once again, I realize how wrong I was to make a snap judgment about him.Angling my body closer, I whisper, "I won't tell anyone." It goes against everything I believe in, but I don't want to break his confidence. "I promise." His gaze h
Roan King with his arm wrapped around a female... and he's not leading her toward the bedroom? WTF??? Is it possible that our favorite Barnett football player is actually falling for someone? Speculation is running rampant. KingOfCampus.comAs we're about to reach Roan's black SUV in the parking lot, his feet grind to a halt. Surprised, I glance over at him before searching the surrounding vicinity. But there's nothing. Nothing that should have him stopping so abruptly.And certainly nothing to put such a strange look on his face.Again, I scan the area before realizing there are two older men walking toward us. My guess is that they're in their mid-to-late forties. They're staring at Roan as they move in our direction. That by itself doesn't necessarily seem out of the ordinary.People seem to gravitate toward the handsome football player. They think because he's a well-known athlete, they can stop and talk to him. I assume these two are fans like the elderly couple in
The sexiest man at Barnett seems to be spending an awful lot of time with a tall willowy brunette. And yes...she's the same girl who has been previously photographed with him. Who the heck is this girl and how has she managed to capture his attention so completely??? Am I the only one who feels as if the world has completely fallen off its axis??? KingOfCampus.ComEverything I learned about Roan tonight churns through my head. Even though I'm tired, sleep continues to evade me. I've spent the last twenty minutes debating whether to shoot him a quick text.He was unusually quiet when we parted ways outside my apartment. I was thinking he might want to come in and talk but when I hinted at it, he didn't seem interested. And I kind of hated myself for the disappointment that surged through every cell of my being when we said goodnight before I shut the door, leaving him alone on the other side.I've composed at least eight different text messages before erasing each one. I mea
His words have my breath hitching and my heart pounding. "I...I like you, too."After another quiet moment, he admits, "I feel like I can actually talk to you.""You can tell me anything. I'll keep your secrets." Saying the words out loud feels important. Necessary. I've learned things about Roan that no one else knows and I would never break that trust. No matter what happens between us. Whether we stay friends, or we become more. Or we stop talking altogether. I won't betray him. That's not who I am, and I hope he realizes that.He angles his head and even though the room is blanketed in darkness, I know his gaze is trained on me. I feel the burning intensity of his eyes. "I wouldn't be here if I didn't know that."Something that feels suspiciously close to happiness bursts inside me like an overinflated balloon.His arm tightens, pulling me closer. "You know," he murmurs, "I've never done this before."Unsure what he means by the comment, I ask, "Done what?""Cud