Chapter 5 - Fake it till you make it

Elle woke up slowly, feeling someone's eyes on her. She moved her arms to stretch herself and her hand brushed warm skin. Her eyes shot open and she saw Jordan watching her with an amused expression. Elle pulled up the sheets to cover herself instinctively.

"What the hell are you doing in my room? In my bed?", She yelled at him.

"I wanted something.", He answered simply

"Don't tell me... You have another plaything and you're out of condoms. Sorry! I don't have any! So, get the fuck outta my-", Elle's words were cut short by Jordan's lips crashing into hers. The kiss started sweetly and then escalated into one searing, hungry kiss.

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Elle moaned in pleasure and her hands clutched his shoulders, slowly moving down his bronze, warm, naked skin. Her arms wrapped around his waist and her nails raked his back. Elle arched her back, exposing her neck as Jordan's mouth started trailing kisses down from her jaw, going south. His hands wandered under her loose tank top and he lifted it up exposing her breasts. One of Jordan's hands cupped her breast and started kneading while the other clutched her neck tightly as he devoured her again with another earth-shattering kiss. He thrust his tongue into her mouth and fought with hers for dominance.

The kiss broke when Jordan's hand traveled down from Elle's breast and down to her panties and stroked her lightly. Elle's core throbbed and her skin felt hot and flushed.

"Jordan!....", She whisper-yelled as her body bucked when Jordan's finger suddenly thrust into her heated core.

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What am I doing? Don't become another fruit to be devoured by the manwhore, Elle. Stop! Elle's inner voice spoke up and chastised her as she came down from the high.

She pushed Jordan away, not believing what she had been about to do. She pulled her tank top over her breasts.

"Get out! Get. Out!!!!", She screamed in a sad and heartbreaking tone. Tears appeared at the corners of her eyes and threatened to spill.

No. I will not fall prey to another Darren Seyler. She promised herself as she grabbed some clothes and ran into her bathroom to freshen up and change for classes.

Elle re-entered the room wearing a lace-trimmed shirt in baby blue and an artfully faded pair of jeans. She put on brown ankle boots and grabbing her backpack proceeded to dump a pack of wet tissues, lip balm, a bottle of water, and her laptop in. Her cellphone pinged as she went down the stairs to grab a granola bar.

June: Hey. I'm waiting. We're gonna be late. x

Keep your pants on girl! I'm coming!

Elle grabbed her car keys and went out swiftly locking the door behind her. She reversed the car and drove to June's.

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The morning turned out to be pretty tiring. By the time lunch came around both June and Elle were starting to feel hunger pangs. They decided against returning home and having some food in the cafeteria before turning in. They both grabbed a tray each and loaded them with pizza, cucumber salad, and a slice of blueberry cheesecake. Elle chose to have apple juice while June bought a can of coke.

Just as Elle was about to sit down, her eyes landed on someone who she had never expected to see again. No. It must be someone else. Her fingers tightened around the carton of apple juice and the juice spilled out.

"Who's that?", She asked June nodding her head at the blonde guy sitting amidst the sorority chicks.

June followed her gaze and her eyes lighted up in amusement.

"Oh. That's Darren. Darren Seyler. I heard he's from America. Hot hunk, isn't he?"

Elle didn't hear anything beyond the name spoken by June - Darren Seyler. Darren was back and unfortunately had joined the same college as hers. Perhaps feeling a burning gaze on him, Darren's head turned and his eyes met Elle's. As Elle looked into his blue eyes all the painful memories came flooding back.

Darren's face darkened first and then lit up in a smile when he recognized Elle. He walked towards her.

"Elira Jacobs! Fancy meeting you here. How many years has it been 3? 4?", His loud voice boomed across the cafeteria, making heads turn.

"Hello. Darren.", Elle spoke with venom dripping from every word. Darren was standing too close for comfort.

"So... Elle... What do you say about getting back together?", He whispered and his fingers slowly trailed down her back and he tried to grope her ass.

That's it! You son of a bitch!

Anger flashed in Elle's eyes and she caught Darren's hand from her ass and twisted it, turning him around. She lifted her leg and gave him a hard kick on his butt with her block heeled boots. Every time you sit you'll remember me. She thought.

As Darren sprawled on the floor groaning, gasps were heard and lights flashed as many students captured the moment with their cellphones. Elle got down to one knee and bent down her head as close to Darren's as she could

"Let me refresh your memory Darren, my dear. I remember you in this same position a few years ago when you had cheated on me except at that time you were clutching your balls instead of your ass. And at that time, I really believe that you were not a centimeter near to even considering us getting back together. And I'd rather it stayed that way. So, think twice before appearing even a few meters near me because the result can be far worse than it ever was for you. You get the drift, right?", Elle aid and got back onto her feet.

As she got ready to leave, she felt a muscular arm wrap itself around her waist. She looked up into Jordan's eyes and blushed lightly when he pulled her close against his side.

"You are... Darryl, yes?", Jordan said as he watched Darren turn around and sit on his ass, wincing in pain.

"Darren.", he corrected, with fear showing in his eyes as he looked at Jordan's powerfully built body.

"Daniel, as long as you're here, I suggest you stick to the girls who fall over you and stay far away from me and my girlfriend. Try not to make any mistakes because I promise you, you'll regret your actions immensely.", Jordan warned him and then entwining his fingers with Elle's dragged her out of the cafeteria.

At the end of the hour and all the drama, Elle never got to have lunch.