Derek whispered huskily into her ear, “is supposed to make your brain cells become more active. That’s why,” he added piously, “I’ve decided to wake you up every day with this.”
Jaike could only nod. Whether that was true or not didn’t matter. She would be happy if he chose to wake her up every day like this.
After, Derek carried her to the shower, hot water already running in the tub. “Don’t be too long.”
When she came out of the shower, Jaike expected Derek to be sleeping since all his classes were scheduled after lunch. But instead, the bedroom was empty and she found him in her suite’s mini kitchen, setting the table.
“You don’t have to do that,” she protested. “You should be sleeping. Didn’t you come home late from poker night?” Before, she had stumbled all over the word ‘home’ but now, she found it wonderfully easy to say. She knew her suite at Blake Hall was nothing like any of the palatial homes that Derek’s family possessed but even so, that was how it felt now. Wherever Derek was would always be home.
Derek yanked her down on his lap, something she had noticed he liked to do every so often. “Just eat your breakfast like a good girl.”
“I’d like to,” she said breathlessly, “but not when you’re doing that.”
He was tickling her ear with his hot breath the whole time she was talking, making her think of anything but breakfast. There was also something big and hard poking her below, and that was a major distraction, too.
Derek sighed. “Fine.” He cupped her face, placing a short sweet kiss on her lips before reluctantly setting her down on the seat next to him. “Go and eat your breakfast then.”
When she was done, he waved off her offer to clean up. “I’ll do that later.” At her doubtful look, he said in exasperation, “I promise I won’t break any more of your plates.”
“I only have three left, Derek.”
“I said I promise, didn’t I? Now let’s go.”
She was confused. “Let’s go…where?” She was rooted to the spot, watching Derek walk to the door in his sweat pants and hoodie.
Derek looked back at her with a raised eyebrow. “Are you going to move or what?”
“B-but where are you going?” She slowly walked to his side.
He opened the door. “Duh. Walking you to class of course.”
Her eyes widened.
Derek grabbed her hand. “You’re really going to be late at this rate.”
And she had been dumbstruck the whole time they walked to her first class of the day, unable to believe that Derek Christopoulos had woken up early just to, well, walk with her. By the time they reached her school building, everyone was staring at them, and she knew what they were all thinking. It was obvious that Derek had just gotten up from bed, with his bed-tousled hair. Just as obvious was why he was up—
Derek tipped her chin up. “What time does your class end?”
“Umm, five?”
“I’ll be outside your room waiting for you.” He kissed her on the forehead and began walking away.
She could only look at him, her heart nearly bursting with happiness. She so wanted to say the words then, but something was still stopping her.
Derek turned around and began walking backward as he called out her name. “Jaike?”
She blushed because she felt everyone looking at Derek when he said her name. It was as if everyone wanted to be Jaike – his Jaike. “Yeah?”
He grinned, that beautiful wicked grin of his that never failed to make her blush and her body throb. “I love you!”
Oh God.
Oh God.
Oh God.
Jaike couldn’t help but cover her face in embarrassment even as more of that unnamable emotion filled her heart. When she finally looked up, Derek was gone, and she reluctantly turned away.
One day , she told herself. She’d be able to tell him she loved him back. One day, she’d be free from—
A shadow fell in front of her, making Jaike look up.
She stilled in shock when she realized who it was.
He looked far from