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“Dylan, you really need to clean
your car out. How do you even drive it like this? It’s so gross.”Her nose
scrunched up and she pulled her feet up underneath her.

“I’ll have it cleaned up next time,
I promise. We aren’t going too far so you won’t have to endure it much longer.”

“So you assume there will be a next
time?” She quirked an eyebrow at me, while tilting her head sideways. “Well, I
was kinda hoping so. I was really hoping that what’s going on between us could
sort of well, be exclusive.” I scratched my head, waiting for her response. The
silence in the car was deafening and I turned to give her a sideways glance
before putting the car in park.

“Dylan Turner, are you asking me to
be your girlfriend?” She batted her thick eyelashes at me and I couldn’t help
the corners of my mouth from turning up into a smirk. She was so damn sexy and
she didn’t even have to try. “Well, I’ve never done this sort of thing before,
so yeah I guess I am. Was I supposed to pass you a note or something? Have you
circle yes or no? Because if I was, I’m really hoping you would circle yes.”

“What do you mean you’ve never done
this before? You were just with Sara and it seemed like you guys were in a
relationship. She was all over you all the time.”

“Well, that was sort of just to
make you jealous. Sara and I…had a bit of a different relationship. I never
really considered her my girlfriend. You’re the lucky one to be called the
first. And maybe the last.” I mentally smacked myself in the head when that
escaped my lips. What the hell, Turner? You’ve known this girl for like two
months and you just basically told her you want to spend the rest of your life
with her.

“Hmm….well your plan definitely
worked.” She hopped out of the car so I followed her out, grabbing the bag from
the backseat. “And to answer your question, I circle yes. I’m not so sure if
I’ll be the last but I’m definitely willing to be the first.”

“Ok, good.” I wiped my sweaty palms
on the front of my shorts. This girl was under my skin and somehow made me
nervous. I played baseball in front of crowds of people without ever getting
nervous, but somehow she did it to me.

“Now on to our date. You aren’t
against doing anything illegal are you?”

Paige

I followed Dylan through the tall
green bushes and dropped his hand when I saw the glistening water. Of course,
this is where we were. I hadn’t been really paying attention on the short ride
over. Instead I had been focused on Dylan, the way that his brown eyes
constantly changed. One second they were twinkling with amusement, the next
they were so filled with intensity, they overtook me. And then when were
together…intimately, they turned almost black with desire.

“I thought you said this was
illegal.” I watched him as he dropped the bag he was carrying and tugged at the
hem of his shirt, revealing his defined chest and the deep v that disappeared
into his shorts. Having a body like
that
was what should be illegal. I
could see why every girl on campus wanted a piece of him and somehow I was the
lucky one to have him.

“Well it is, Sparky. Do you see
anyone else around? It’s closed, actually getting ready to close for the
season. I like to live dangerously, you know? I just wanted to have some alone
time with you and I figured this would be fun.” He waved a finger at me while
his other hand flicked open the button on his shorts, and I couldn’t help but
lick my lips. “Now strip.”

“Wh-at?” I stammered out as he
sauntered closer, left only his black boxers, making me lick my lips at the
perfect sight. “C’mon Paige, don’t be shy. You know I’ve seen everything under
here before.” His hands found the button on my shorts and he lowered them until
they pooled around my ankles. My shirt came next and I was left standing in my
panties and bra under the moonlight.

 “Mmm, I like these.” His hands
found the curve of my ass that peaked out from underneath the purple boy shorts
I had on. He gripped me tighter, lowering his head to kiss me and I felt my
body being launched forward and hitting the cool water.

“Dylan, I can’t believe you did
that,” I sputtered out, catching my breath as my head broke through the
surface. “I’m more of a ‘dip your toe in the water’ kind of girl.”
“Sorry,” he called out from across the pool, his arms splashing in the water.
“Guess you’ll just have to catch me if you want payback.”

Little did he know, I was on the
swim team back home for the past three years and I caught up easily with him,
dunking his head under from behind. We splashed around in the water for what
felt like hours, playing every swimming game that we could come up with, until
both of our bodies had turned into prunes and my teeth started chattering.

I watched the water drip off Dylan’s
body as he rested his arms on the outside of the pool and lifted himself out.
He unzipped the bag, pulling out two fluffy towels and holding one open for me.
I stepped into it as he wrapped it around me and pulled me close to his body.

“Thanks, that was fun. I never got
a chance to go swimming in it, Kitty and I would just go and study by the pool
every once in a while, but it was always so crowded.”

“Not a problem.” He kissed me on
the forehead and backed up a step to sit down on one of the chairs, pulling me
onto his lap. “And for the rest of the surprise.” He popped the tab on a Diet Coke,
wedging it between my toweled covered legs and put a giant cookie in each hand.

“Mmm oatmeal raisin my favorite.
These are probably the best I’ve ever had.” I took a bite out of each one and
washed them down with a swig of pop. Dylan took a big bite out of the one in my
left hand and smirked, revealing the dimples that I loved so much. “Damn, maybe
I’m the next Betty Crocker or something.
Those
are pretty good.”

My jaw dropped open as he leaned
down to take another bite and I pulled my hand quickly away. “These are mine
mister, so back off. Did you really make these all by yourself?”

He shrugged his shoulders, rifling
around in the bag until he pulled out a whole container with what looked to be
at least two dozen cookies. “I got the recipe from Susanne and I took it from
there.”

“Wow, I’m impressed.”

“Good, I’m glad you like ‘em. Have
you ever tried eating cookies with a big glass of big milk though?” His forehead
wrinkled up as I tipped the can back to wash down the rest of the cookies.
“Nope, sweets and pop has always been my thing.”

“Well, I don’t know how in the hell
you look like this then.” His hands dug into the sides of my hips and he easily
lifted me off his lap. “I should get you back to the dorms, I don’t want Kitty
to think I’m defiling you more than I already have.”

I snorted out a laugh, while he
tugged my hand back to his car. “I think you’ve already accomplished that,
Rookie.”

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The first day back to classes I was
nervous about facing Ben. Luckily, I didn’t have to much though. I arrived
early and pulled out my book, burying my nose in it even though all of the
lines just blurred together. When Ben walked in, I held my breath, waiting to
see what he would do or say, but he didn’t even glance in my direction and instead
found an empty seat on the other side of the room.

I was a little nervous to talk to
Jake though. I had told him I would at least think about things with him. So
what did I do? Jumped right into a relationship with Dylan. Things just felt so
right with him and even if Jake was around to start up a relationship with, I
don’t know if I would.

He had been there, as my best
friend for as long as I could remember, and I didn’t want to lose that. So I
had been pacifying him with short texts, but I knew that wouldn’t last long.
Sooner or later, I would have to confess to him that I, in fact, had another
boyfriend. I really wasn’t sure how he would react.

“Do you think this looks alright?”
My thoughts were interrupted by Kitty who was staring back at her reflection in
the floor length mirror attached to our closet door. “Well, you look like a
little bit like a slut.”

“Perfect! Totally the look I was
going for since that’s basically what Julia Roberts’s character is.” She hiked
up the spandex blue skirt just an inch higher before adding on the thin black
suspenders that went over her bare belly. Somehow her blonde hair was curled up
to make it look like it was only chin length and her lips were painted a bright
red.

“I can’t believe you got conned
into working on Halloween night. Now I’m stuck going with Kylie.” She stuck her
tongue out at me as she hiked up her knee high black boots.

“I thought you and Kylie were
getting along?” Not that I liked Kylie much after our day of tailgating. She
had basically been throwing herself at Dylan and I just couldn’t look at her
the same way anymore. Instead, I saw her as competition. Dylan never gave me a
reason, but still I saw how other girls looked at him, even when we were
together.

“Yeah, well you know. We have sort
of a love/ hate relationship. At least you’re stuck at the library with Dylan
tonight. I’m sure he always keeps work very interesting.” She wiggled her
eyebrows at me while sliding in a pair of hoop earrings to the complete the
outfit.

“You’re not mad at me about dating
Dylan, right?”

“Of course not! Sure, I had a crush
on him, but that’s all it ever was. You two are perfect together. Seriously.”

“Thanks,” I grumbled out. “I’m just
afraid he’ll get bored with me. I’m way less experienced than probably any girl
he’s ever been with. What if I’m not enough?”

“Paige, you think way too much.
Dylan is practically in love with you and you guys have only been dating for
like two weeks. I’m sure he’s not bored, besides you can always spice things
up. Guys love when you do that kind of shit. Come up with something you guys
haven’t done yet or take over control every once in awhile in the bedroom.”

“Yeah, you’re right.”

“Okay, chica. I’m sure I’ll be home
late or not at all. See you in the morning. And remember my closet is always
open to you so take whatever you want, just make sure it comes back clean.”

Dylan

The library was even quieter than
usual tonight since it was Halloween. I had lost count of how many naughty
nurses I had seen on my way over, but I could have cared less since I was
getting to see Paige.

“Hey dude, what’s going on?” I
greeted the guy, whose name I still didn’t know, who seemed to be a permanent
fixture at the welcome desk, who only acknowledged me with a nod like usual. I
clocked in and checked on the to- do list for tonight. With any luck, Paige and
I would be finished up pretty quickly.

I had already gotten a jump start
on re-shelving, when I felt small familiar hands wrap around my waist from
behind. “Sparky, how do you expect me to be able to get any work done if your
hands are always all over me?”

I twisted around to place a quick
kiss on her waiting lips and had to do a double take. Her hair that was
normally almost always down in its loose curls was wrapped up tight into a bun
and she had a pair of black framed glasses perched on her nose. But that wasn’t
what was throwing me off. The black trench coat she had on that was buttoned up
to her throat and reached almost to her ankles was. She looked like she had
just stepped out of the Matrix or something.

“Uh, what are you wearing? I know
it’s starting to cool off a little bit but not that much. And what’s with the
glasses? Don’t get me wrong they make you look sexy. I’ve just never seen ‘em
before.”

She licked her lips and pulled
tighter on the belt that was wrapped around her waist. “You’ll just have to
wait and see. This doesn’t come off till all of our work for the night is
finished up. And let’s just say the glasses are a part of the…costume.”

“Mmm, you played dress up for me,
huh?” My hands found that little belt that was holding me back from my
surprise, but she slapped me away and picked up a stack of books. “Get to work
Rookie, and then you can play.”

What.The.Fuck? Where in the hell
did my innocent Paige go? I mean, she normally walked in the room and instantly
turned me on, but I don’t think I had ever felt this hard in my life. Hopefully,
I didn’t embarrass myself and explode in my pants like some prepubescent idiot.

I’m pretty sure I worked faster in
my life than I ever had before even though Paige was making it hard. Every time
she bent over, I fantasized about what was under that coat-hopefully nothing.

“Ok, I think that’s the last of it.
Now are you going to give me my surprise?” Her smile turned playful and she
leaned out to tug on my hand, pulling me into a dark section of the third
floor. Really she could unwrap herself right here and no one would know, the
place was dead. I wouldn’t mind.

She pushed me against the wall and
backed up a few steps, before her hands made their way to that damn belt that
was keeping me out. I could tell she was nervous, her hands were slightly
shaking when she pulled at the collar and let the coat pool to the floor.

“Holy shit, Paige.” My jaw dropped
open and closed quickly. What in the hell was she trying to do to me? Now I could
see how the hair and glasses fit into the costume, a sexy as hell librarian.

She had some kind of white lacy
socks on that went all the way up to her knees and a short as hell plaid skirt
that barely covered her ass. My eyes went further up and the view got even
better. Her flat stomach was on display with a white button up tied right above
her rib cage.

“What in the hell did I do to
deserve this?” I reached out to grasp her hips and she pushed lightly on my
chest. “Nu uh mister. Miss Brinton needs to take care of something. You’ve been
such a good worker tonight, I think you deserve a little reward.”