notes and her laptop sprawled around her. The quiz tomorrow for Biology covered way too much stuff. Just when she thought she had gone over everything, she would find something else to read over. A quiz was supposed to be easy. This was a massive test, after barely a month of school! The past five weeks had flown. Aileen was finding her rhythm, but this test seemed to want to kick her butt. I mean quiz!
She was trying too hard. She knew the material but wanted to be over prepared. What was wrong with wanting to do well on the test? High scores in Biology could get her on the dissecting team for the Anatomy Physiology course next semester.
A soft tapping against her window made her jump. She squinted as she tried to stare out of the thin curtain and glass. It was impossible to see anything because of the brightness in her room and the darkness outside. Probably just a tree branch scraping against the window. Or a falling leaf. They were falling by the hundreds from the large tree in the middle of the backyard. She tucked a lock of hair behind her ear and went back to reading her typed notes.
The tapping came again, a little louder with more insistency.
She checked her watch. 11:45. It was late. Her heart thundered in her chest as she tossed the pen on her bed and got up. Taking a deep breath, she walked over to the window and pressed her face close, using her hand to shield the light above her.
Nothing.
No one was there.
She double-checked to make sure. “It better not be Sean,” she muttered to herself, “trying to scare me.” As she pulled away to straighten, her peripheral caught sight of something flash by the back door. Like the reflection off a jacket. “So help me, Sean…” She marched across her room and opened her bedroom door. She stepped into the hall and closed her door to make it darker in the back veranda part of the closed in porch.
Aileen hesitated and listened for a hint of a sound outside. She was sure she could hear breathing. Perfect! She swung the door open hard and fast, ready to jump outside and catch Sean in the act before he tried to run away. She was going to kill him.
Hands reached out to stop her. The door slamming open must have surprised Sean. He lost his balance on the step and fell backward, taking Aileen with him. She didn’t have time to cry out or react, except to shut her eyes tight and brace for impact. Cool air brushed past her skin. She only had on a thin white t-shirt with the UofG logo in the center and bikini underwear underneath. She had planned to crawl into bed after she had gone through her notes one last time.
As they crashed into the lush, damp grass, a low umph escaped from the mouth below hers. It wasn’t Sean she landed on. She sucked in a sharp breath. From the musky scent mixed with wet earth that teased her nostrils, she knew without opening her eyes who the long, rock-hard muscular body beneath her belonged to.
“Tyler?” she whispered.
Strong arms had wrapped around her upper body to protect her as they fell. Like protecting a football. The hands belonging to those muscular arms trailed down her shoulders, brushing the sides of her rib cage and pressing against the curve of her hips. A moan escaped her mouth when they ran over her buttocks.
“What’re you wearing?” he whispered as his hands roamed over her bare thighs and found their way under her t-shirt.
His touch made her shiver. She opened her mouth to reply, but his lips pressed hard into hers, his tongue forcing its way into her mouth. His hands spread across the skin of her back as he tried to get her closer to him.
Everything from the last day of her recruiting trip came gloriously flooding back. She felt his need and matched it with the same fever. She wanted to give him shit for ignoring her the past month but at the moment, she didn’t care. She could deal with that later.
A cool breeze brushed against her backside reminding her they were still outside. She gently pushed against