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to my house to finish your homework?”
“It needed to be typed and since my father left his computer at work, the library was closed, Marina was in trouble, and the situation with you…I had no choice but to come here. I had to write it out.”
“You could’ve gone home, Layla.”
I stayed silent.
“Don’t worry about it, love. Just relax.”
I did just that. I let my body relax into his as I listened to his breathing.
“Can I ask you something?” He asked in the silence.
“You already have.” I said, yawning.
“Smart-ass.” He told me, nudging me a bit. “I want to know…why Mr. Riley?”
“What do you mean ‘why Jack?’”
“He’s a jock, right? What do you see in him? What could you two possibly have in common?”
I hesitated, thinking of a legit reason as to why I was dating Jack.
“I…he…hmm, he’s sweet.” I shrugged. “I mean, most people don’t get to see that side of him because he’s always…he’s always so…”
I was finding it hard to find a way to describe the boy I was ‘dating.”
“He tries so hard to put his head in the game twenty-four-seven. When I’m with him though, he’s sweet. All that crap you see is gone. When he’s with his friends he’s more of a-”
“Ass.” He cut me off.
“No, more of a jock. He has to be. It’s just his status.”
“And where do you fit into this status?”
“What do you mean?” I didn’t quite understand the question My mind was still adjusting to the warmth.
He was silent for a moment, then asked something I hadn’t been expecting.
“Have you two…” he fidgeted uncomfortably. “You know.”
Why the hell would he ask a question like that? Why the hell would he want to know?
I wanted to be truthful with Devin and to do that he wanted to know things. So I didn’t lie.
“Yeah, a few times.”
“He was your first.”
It wasn’t a question but I nodded anyway as I wondered where was he going with this conversation.
Is…well, is he…better in bed than me?”
And there it was. How could he possibly think that? Did he really want me to compare. Though, there really wasn’t any competition. Devin was far better in bed than Jack.
Jack was inexperienced, not knowing how to move just right, and not knowing how to make things awkward afterwards. Jack was a boy and he kissed as such. Devin on the other hand probably had sex with plenty of women-something which I refused to think about- and was skilled. Very skilled. He was a man that knew how to make me tremble, how to make me want to scream out his name. So, no. There were no comparisons.
To answer his question I turned around so I was now on top of him, and smiled down at him.
“You are by far a better lover than Jack is.” It hurt me a little to say but it was true. “You have absolutely nothing to worry about in that department.”
I kissed him once and he still didn’t smile.
“I only ask because…I almost lost you today. And what kept running through my mind was your and Mr. Riley’s kiss this morning. Could he have had anything to do with why you almost ended what we had? Did you like him better than me? Was he better than me? Did I-”
I kissed him, cutting off his worried rambling before he could work himself up just as I had today.
“No,” I told him, pulling back just a bit. “I like Jack, but I like you more. You did nothing wrong. And yeah, he did influence my decision, but so did you.”
He smiled up at me, green eyes dancing with delight. “You’re so beautiful.”
I smiled in satisfaction, though wished he would’ve said three different words.

Chapter Thirteen
I woke in Devin’s relaxed embrace and to be honest it felt natural. Smiling, I looked at his tranquil face. He seemed at ease while he slept. This made me happy.
I wanted to feel that way. I wanted to be able to feel relaxed, to feel like nothing was going to happen. At the moment, if I didn’t get home something was definitely going to go wrong.
Devin groaned as I tried to slip out of his arms. I stilled immediately, not wanting to wake him. I wasn’t sure what time it was but it felt pretty early.
The room had long since warmed, making Devin’s skin stick to mine a bit. As I tried to move to the other side of the bed he moved with me, face changing from calm and relaxed to worried and distraught.
I placed my hand on his smooth face gently as to calm him. His face relaxed at my touch, along with his body. I was able to remove his arm from around my waist then. When I turned to climb out of bed he caught my arm, making me gasp a bit.
“Sorry,” I told him once I relaxed my breathing. “Didn’t mean to wake you.”
“Where are you going?” He asked groggily.
“I’ve got to get home or my father will have a conniption.”
“He doesn’t know you’re out?” He had released my arm and was now sitting up.
“No, he knows, I just told him I was over at Marina’s.”
“But-”
“Yeah, she’s grounded but the library was closed.”
“So, why did you come here again?” He sounded truly confused at my logic.
“Because…I didn’t want to go home.”
“It’s because of Rebecca, isn’t it?”
“Well, you don’t know her like I do. You don’t have to come home to her. She’s not as nice as she puts on, okay?”
“So…you think she what? Hates you?”
“I know she hates me, Devin.”
“That doesn’t sound like her.” He countered. He wasn’t really arguing with me, he just didn’t really believe that she was the manipulative shrew I made her out to be.
“Think what you want,” I told him. “But I know the truth.”
I got out of bed and checked on my clothes. They weren’t nearly as dry as I would’ve liked but at least they were warm. I checked my phone next for the time and to make sure I hadn’t missed any calls.
It was around two in the morning but I didn’t have a missed call.
I debated calling my father and telling him I was on my way, then chose not. He was probably asleep and I didn’t want to wake him, let alone wake Becca.
“You can just wear that if you’d like,” Devin told me with a smile in his voice.
“We both know I can’t do that.” I removed his shirt and put on my damp bra.
“At least put the wet on over the dry. That way I know you won’t be too cold.”
“My car has heat.” I didn’t mean for it to sound like a snap but it did.
“Alright, Layla. Suit yourself.”
I sighed, looking at him now while I got dressed. “I’m sorry. Okay? I’m just…a bit on edge. I didn’t mean-”
“I understand,” he said giving me a weak smile.
Once I had the wet clothes over the dry, I went to him. I placed a small kiss on his lips, making that smile reach his eyes.
I straightened and looked at him. “It just aggravates me that no one sees Rebecca for who she really is.”
He searched my face before replying. “I think what really sets you off is that your father can’t see it.”
I looked away from his questioning gaze. He knew me so well. Jack didn’t even see that. Maybe it was because Jack was busy juggling his football career. I mean, yes he knew I hated Rebecca and he sort of hated her too since she had hit me. But I hated Rebecca because she made my father happy when I thought I was certain I could. The way he looked at her, so affectionately, was the way he would look at my mother. I knew I should have been happy he was happy but I just couldn’t.
When I looked back, he was staring at me triumphantly.
“Shut up.” I rolled my eyes playfully.
He chuckled, low and sexy, pulling me into his arms and kissing me.
“I really need to get home.” I told him after he pulled back.
He groaned, putting his head back.
I laughed at his action and climbed off him.

When I got home, I crept through the house silently and up to my room. My father wasn’t waiting on me like I expected so it was easy to get up stairs without being heard.

Once there I removed the wet clothes that were already starting to stick to my skin. I was cold again but this time I had options on what I wanted to do. I could turn up the heat and get into bed or take a warm shower that would warm me down to the core.
Needless to say I picked the warm shower.

Chapter Fourteen
Later that morning I half expected my father to drill me on my whereabouts the night before. To my surprise, he didn’t. He and Rebecca seemed awfully happy, making me sick to my already sick stomach. Something told me they had…done the do last night, which was why he wasn’t concerned with where I’d been. I didn’t like thinking of my father in that situation. It made me want to vomit.
My stomach was really upset, too. I figured it was due to me being so tense yesterday then taking that hot shower. Every muscle in my body had unclenched.
I went to school prepared to learn but somewhere in my mind, I knew the only reason I was going to school now was to see Devin. I knew this was very wrong of me and I had nothing against education I just…really wanted to see Devin. I found myself wishing the day would go by faster just so I could see him. It didn’t.
My first class went by in a flash but second period Marina’s endless ranting about her mother’s new rules and how unfair she thought they were nearly made me want to duct tape her mouth shut. Don’t get me wrong I loved Marina. Really I did. But she seriously needed to lay off her mother issues. At least she still had a mother who loved her. A mother who was trying to look out for her and protect her. At least her mother was still alive.
Lunch came next and boy did I feel like doing the same thing to four idiotic girls at the table. All they ever talked about was makeup and television shows. I mean really? Read a damn book once in a while for god’s sake? All their talking was grating on my last nerve, not to mention Jacks constant need to be touching me. I wasn’t sure why my nerves were on such high alert but I’d have to fix that before my fourth period. I didn’t want to snap on my favorite professor.
So during gym I ran it off. I asked Murphy if I could listen to music while I ran and she didn’t seem to have a problem with it. I even beat my original time by five minutes and forty two second. Once I finished my run, she let me hit the showers before the others since I had done so well. I actually made it out of gym before the end bell rang and was in my seat before the beginning bell rang for fourth period. My early entry made Devin smile. He nodded my way.
Once the bell rang he used the first few minutes to tease me.
“Class, I must say today I witnessed a miracle.” He gave me one of those