The uncrowned king of Barnett University. He's like a freaking celebrity around here. It's totally ridiculous. People, by which I mean grown women, actually stalk him on the internet. And around campus. Apparently, he's god's gift to both football and the ladies (I'm using that term loosely). All he has to do is smile and girls fall right onto their backs before spreading their legs wide. I've heard that he's already plowed his way through half the female population at Barnett. My guess is that he'll work his way through the second half before he gets drafted to the NFL later this year.

Yeah...I don't plan to be one of them. The guy is nothing more than a conceited player. You know the type—a steroid infused meathead coasting through college on his football prowess.
Ugh.
I have three words for you—avoid, avoid, avoid.
Need I say more?
I don't think so.

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King of Campus

He chuckles before springing forward and nabbing my hand.  Then he pulls me to him until I'm tumbling onto his lap.  Not a moment later, his arms wrap around me, pinning me tightly against him.  My breath hitches as I stare into those gorgeous eyes of his.


"I don't think I'm delusional at all.  That kiss was pretty damn fantastic."  He tilts his head before murmuring, "Don't you want to find out if it was as good as you remember it being?"


Someone needs to slap me silly because yeah...I kind of want to find that out.  It was a completely spectacular kiss and I'm seriously hoping that I've built up the whole thing in my head.  Because if I haven't...well, then...Roan King is the best kiss I've ever had.


And that would be all kinds of depressing.


Not that I'll be mentioning this to Roan, but I let Finn kiss me on Saturday night and it was decidedly lacking.  Needless to say, it isn't Finn's kiss I've been fantasizing about for the past couple days.


Chapter 22: Ivy