“He’s already rubbing shoulders with some girl, you know.”
Rupert’s voice piped up behind me and Benji snickered.
“Shouldn’t shock me one bit. What floor is she on?”
I licked my lips. “Top floor.”
“Wanna know a secret?”
“No.”
“You’re really going to like this secret, though.”
“No.”
Rupert smacked my upper arm with his hand. “Listen to the boy for once.”
Benji snickered. “I’m not a damn boy. I’m older than you guys were when you pledged this damn crew.”
I gritted my teeth. “Watch your mouth.”
Benji shrugged. “Whatever. That’s my dorm, too.”
Rupert barked with laughter. “Of course it is.”
I slowly looked over at Benji as a sly smile crossed his face.
“That’s your what?”
He grinned. “That’s my dorm. I’m on the third floor.”
I pointed to the girl’s building. “That one.”
He nodded. “Yep.”
“You’re in that dorm.”
“Uh huh.”
“On the third floor.”
He grinned. “Yes, siree. And you don’t know what you’re missing, either. College girls are where it’s at. They know how to have a good time, they know how to keep their feelings in check, and they’re always wanting to try new things.”
Rupert elbowed me. “You hear that? New things.”
“And biker guys are always new things to girls like them.”
I sighed. “You’re not a biker guy.”
Benji waved his hand in the air. “When I graduate, I will be. I’ll be so fraught with knowledge on business and shit like that you’ll have no choice.”
Rupert paused. “The fuck is ‘fraught’?”
I rolled my eyes. “Shut up, you two.”
I felt the guys staring at me as I watched across the road. All night I’d thought of that girl. Those eyes of hers kept me awake. That ass of hers kept my fingertips tingling. I didn’t know what it was about her. Possibly her clumsiness. Possibly the innocence in her eyes. I could almost smell virgins. They had it written all over their faces. And it was cute when one pretended to be tough.
Even cuter when they pretended not to be interested in me.