Chapter 6

“Did he get a transfer?” Beau studied his hands. They were obviously the hands of someone who’d done physical labor, and quite a bit of it. His nails were dirty, ragged, and had probably never actually been filed. The kind of guy who trimmed his nails with a pocketknife. Or chewed them to the quick. Vin shivered, aroused and not wanting to be. Not yet. Not quite yet.

“Yeah, but we had to stay roomies for the rest of the semester. As soon as break came, he was switched out with someone who was going for a semester abroad. I had a double to myself the rest of the year. Which wasn’t what I intended when I decided to live on campus, really. He wasn’t around much anyway, after that. I think he took to sleeping at one of his friend’s rooms. I’m not sure that wasn’t gayer; go from sharing a room with one guy to sharing a room with two? Whatever.”