Forbidden Love (Forbidden Trilogy) by S.R. Watson Page A

tender and nurturing, seeking confirmation that things between us are indeed okay. I return his kiss to show that we are more than okay.
    “I have a class to teach baby, but are you still going in? Maybe you should rest for today.”
    “Nonsense. Nothing a little concealer won’t fix. Besides, I have homework to turn in and quizzes to take,” I smile.
    “Okay, just take it easy. Can I see you tonight?” And just like that, his wicked perversion is back. The gleam in his eyes tells me where his thoughts have wandered.
    “Sure, today is my long day though. Why don’t you come over around seven or eight. I’ll have Jordan cook us something truly gourmet other than my grilled cheese.” He laughs at my offer.
    “I’ll call when I’m on the way. Don’t go through any trouble on my account. I can eat whatever. Especially when you’re going to be the dessert,” he winks.

    I sit here in the cafeteria watching the other students interact. I’ve pushed my uneaten pizza aside, unable to eat. It’s been two weeks since the incident with Liam and he has managed to avoid me like the plague. I don’t like these unsettled feelings between us. I still care about him as a friend. Although, I don’t feel as though I owe him an explanation about my relationship with Grayson, I can’t stand how we left things. Grayson has been away on business for this past last week so I feel alone. I glance at the time and note that I have fifteen minutes before my last class. Since having my boot removed yesterday, I’m able to get around much quicker. I dump my uneaten pizza in the trash, grab my messenger bag, and head to my finance class.
    Professor Gradney is busy writing today’s objectives on the board as I take my seat with three minutes to spare. Little attention is given to my note taking. Instead I doodle Grayson’s name and let my mind wander to what he could be doing at this moment. It must be quite a feat to divide his time between Michaels’ Enterprises and teaching. His dedication to giving back through sharing his business knowledge makes him even hotter. I hold on to this piece of info in my quest to be unselfish when I’m missing him so much. Class ends and I’m determined to find a way to keep my mind busy.
    I’m actually looking forward to margarita Monday. By the time I make it to our arranged meeting spot at the library, Jordan is already sitting on the stairs. She is talking away on her cell, so she doesn’t notice my arrival. She nearly jumps out of her skin when I sit next to her.
    “What the hell Shiv?” She places a hand on her chest in exasperation. “You can’t sneak up on people like that.”
    “I didn’t. You were so wrapped up in your conversation you didn’t see me. Who are you talking to anyway?” As if I can’t guess. She and Trevor have been joined at the hip lately. I’m happy to see that she has someone special. And it doesn’t hurt that she has been open minded about my relationship with Grayson.
    “Whatever,” she blushes. “Trevor, I’ll call you tomorrow. Tonight is girl’s night,” she says ending her call. I tease her for a bit before we make plans to stop at the liquor store on the way home.

    I sip on the last of my wine, allowing myself to succumb to my buzz. Life is good. I have a man that I adore, my stalker calls have been non-existent, and I’m in good company. I watch as Meghan and Bailey polish off the last two slices of the pizza and complain about the professors they hate taking this semester. My phone chirps, alerting me that I have an incoming text.
Grayson: What are you doing sexy?
Me: Who is this?
Grayson: Who do you want it to be love?
    Inside, I’m doing a happy dance that he’s contacted me. I decide to play this game a little longer.
Me: Hmmm. My lover. I miss his cock.
Grayson: Someone’s been drinking.
Me: Maybe
Grayson: It wasn’t a question babe. Margarita Monday right? Why don’t you bring your sexy ass outside? Your lover is waiting in the