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Chapter 1
ROSLYN
“This is what college is like, huh?” I muse, smiling over at Jenny as she takes a seat at the bar.
I join her just as she grins up at me and answers, “This is what part of college is like. You’re new, so I understand staying in a studying religiously, but college can be fun times, too. Everything in moderation, Ros.”
Rolling my eyes, I settle in on a barstool. Being twenty and just starting college seems odd to most everyone, but life has a way of controlling you instead of allowing you to hold the reins.
“We’re not old enough,” I remind her.
She grins devilishly while motioning toward the bartender. He doesn’t bother asking for ID when she leans over the bar, exposing almost too much of her heavy cleavage. Sheesh. Those things are lethal.
He slides us two shot glasses with amber liquid, and she blows him a kiss when he winks at her.
“See?” she asks, clinking her glass against mine. “Fun. Easy. Nothing to it. Just relax.”
Before I can respond, a chill runs up my spine, and I turn to see the doors of the bar opening. But what draws my eyes to a frozen state is the same thing everyone else is looking at.
It’s as though the entire bar has forgotten how to breathe as they walk in. Gorgeous, seductive, confident… It’s as though they’re an entirely different breed of human.
They stride through the bar with a predatory prowess that has me watching without guile. But one has my attention the most.
His dirty blonde hair is intentionally wild and sexy, and it looks tempting enough to run my fingers through. His broad shoulders lead to a sculpted chest that I can tell is there even through the dark blue T-shirt he’s wearing. The narrow waist is lean and toned, but much wider than mine.
He’s sex and muscle wrapped in flawless perfection, and I’m just one of the many moths in here who is drawn him and the other flames around him.
“Oh damn, they’re hot as hell,” Jenny says on a gasp, clutching my arm as the five of them move through the bar, their eyes shifting around the crowded bar as though they’re looking for someone. Then I see a girl with long blonde hair stand at the far back, waving them over.
One of the dark-haired guys reaches her first, and he pulls her to him for a kiss that almost makes me moan. Damn.
“I’m officially jealous of her,” Jenny groans.
Then the dirty blonde guy looks back toward the bar as he moves this way. My mouth dries, my heart almost stops, and my tongue gets stuck to the roof of my mouth when his honey-colored eyes meet mine.
I stare like a damn baby deer who just found a wolf’s gaze for the first time, and I watch helplessly as a slow smile spreads across his face. His eyes seem to come to life, and I have to blink to make sure I’m not seeing things.
He makes his way all the way to me, crowding my personal space as he towers over me and leans across the bar, brushing his body against mine without subtlety as he squeezes between me and the guy on my left. His elbows hit the bar, his stomach hits my legs, and his side touches my front. The hard lines are pressed against me, promising me I’ve never felt anything as amazing.
So this is heaven.
“Need a round of shots,” he says loudly to the bartender, and I feel the vibrations move down to my very core.
The guy nods toward him, and the mystery guy turns to face me, scandalously running his eyes down to my chest where a decent amount of cleavage is exposed, thanks to Jenny.
Speaking of Jenny, she grows tired of my silent stare down with the blonde stranger.
“I’m Jenny Cliffs,” she says, knocking me sideways when she tries to wedge herself between my side and the bar.
The mystery guy catches me before I completely fall off the stool, and he nods toward one of his friends as they walk up. A dark-haired guy, who his arms fully sleeved with tattoos, flashes a breathtaking smile at Jenny, and she practically dissolves.