“And if it is working, you marry me before the new year.”
“Why are you sure this will work?”
“Because I’m pretty sure I know what you need better than you do.”
“Really? Like what?” I rolled my eyes because his ego was out of control.
Royce leaned forward his thick forearms resting on the edge of the table and said, “You need a Daddy.”
**
How did I let myself get talked into this? I was riding in the back of Royce’s limo again. His driver was taking us to my dorms so I could pack up my bags. Royce insisted that I go with him tonight because he didn’t want me to get cold feet.
He was probably right about that. I was already having doubts about this whole situation, especially after what he’d said at dinner.You need a Daddy.
I didn’t know exactly what he meant by that, and a part of me was scared to find out. The other part of me was curious and wet. I squeezed my thighs together hoping that he couldn’t sense my arousal like he sensed everything else about me.
When we got to my dorm, he followed me inside the building. I flinched when I glanced over at him and he realized it was a co-ed dorm. Something told me that he was going to be pissed that I’d been living with guys on the same floor as me.
I felt his arm move protectively around my waist as we walked up the stairs to the third floor. He growled when we hit the second floor and a guy came down the stairs in a pair of low-slung jeans and no shirt on.
“How long have you been living in the dorm?”
“Since I got here at the beginning of August.” I smiled at a few people, aware that the glances I was getting were curious.
“Never again. Grab everything, Narina.”
His voice was all deep and growly, and it made me smile because he almost sounded jealous.
“I will. It’s not like I can have a baby in a dorm, anyway.”
Room 304 was almost to the end of the long hall, so we were weaving in and out of people who were standing in the hall. Anytime a guy said hi to me as we passed them, Royce pulled me closer to him sending a signal that I was off limits. It felt nice to have someone that seemed to desire me, though I wondered if he wanted me just for me or because of the baby. That was my big fear in all this. I was definitely attracted to him, and he made me feel things I’ve never felt before.
When we got to my door, I reached in my purse for my key. It was down at the bottom of the bag, but I got my fingers on the lanyard and pulled. The pink and white patterned lanyard came out with my key on the end.
“Um about my room…” I paused before turning the key in the lock.
“What about it?”
“It’s pink.”
“Okay.” He smiled. “A pink room isn’t a deal breaker, sweetheart.”
I nodded and pushed the door open, letting him into my world.
Chapter Eight
Royce
I wanted to fuck her on her dorm room bed. There were various shades of pink everywhere in her room. Her bedding was pink, her desk had a pink lamp, and a pink laundry hamper sat at the end of the narrow bed. In the middle of all that pink on the bed was a white and pink stuffed pig.
Looking around her room confirmed for me that she was a little even if she didn’t know what that was or what it meant.
I looked back at her and saw the worry in her gaze. She was afraid that this would make me see her differently; all it did was make me want her more. I moved toward her slowly, so I didn’t frighten her away. When I was standing in front of her, I slipped my arm around her waist and brought her flush against my body.
Her head tipped back, and a blush stained her cheeks. I felt her pulse quickening under my thumb when I reached up with my right hand to cup her cheek and stroke the column of her neck.
“Your room is perfect, but your stuff will look better in my place.” She smelled sweet like the chocolate tiramisu we had for dessert. I watched as her tongue curled around the spoon as she lapped up the sweet dessert. She was unaware of what she’d done to me, and that what she did to that spoon was a crime. She should have been doing it to my dick.