“I gave him the e-mail address. He said he would give it a shot.”
“I’m so afraid she will out me if Jamie finds her. She’ll know it was me. Your friends like me, but they won’t if they know the truth.”
“If it comes to that, I will talk to them. I’ll make them see you didn’t have a choice.”
“There’s always a choice.”
I shove a forkful of lettuce into my mouth, speaking between bites. “No matter how this turns out, we’ll figure it out together.”
She cups my knee with her hand as she eats her salad. Just feeling her fingers through my pants creates a deep need inside me. My insides warm from her touch, and heat dances along my skin. I never thought I could feel this way about a woman.
“You think I’ll pass the class?”
She nods with her mouth full of food. “Showing up late didn’t help you, but you did so well on your last assignment that it all balances out. You should end up with a B minus, maybe a B if you don’t slip too much.” Sam sets her fork at the edge of her plate and looks at me. “You know, I’m proud of you, Tuck. Initially, you wanted me to hand you a grade, but you put the work into the class. You deserve the grade you’ve earned.”
I wink. “That’s because I have an excellent teacher.”
“All I did was keep you on track and make you accountable. You did the rest of the work on your own.”
“Don’t let Preston know,” I joke. “Then he won’t have anything to nag me about.”
“You should never downplay your accomplishments. You should be proud of the progress you’ve made this semester.”
“My greatest achievement is scoring you.” I press my lips to hers, sucking on her bottom lip.
“Such a sweet talker,” she breathes.
“You know it, baby.”
I’m under the covers with Sam sliding my fingers into her soaking wet pussy when Jamie busts through the door. He stands at the entrance to my bedroom. His hair looks as if he’s been pulling at it.
“Ever heard of knocking?” I shout.
Sam pushes my hand away, pulling the covers up to her chin.
Jamie enters the dark room and thankfully doesn’t turn on the lights because Sam and I are both naked. It’s not like I care about me. Everyone in the house has seen my bare ass hundreds of times.
“I did it.” He looks like a lunatic, his eyes bugging out.
“We’re kind of in the middle of something here. What is your deal?”
“I found her.”
Sam and I sit up, our focus on Jamie. He sits at the edge of the bed, strumming his fingers on his knee.
“I didn’t get a name, but I got an address. A holding company owns it.”
“I don’t get it. A company owns the blog?”
Jamie shrugs. “I’m not sure yet. I have to check it out.”
“You need to get some sleep first. Dude, you look like shit. And maybe get a shower, too.” I wave my hand at the space between us. “You don’t smell so hot either.”
He laughs. “I’ve been working on this all day and night. I didn’t exactly have time for a shower.” Jamie leans forward, tugging at the ends of his hair as he rests his elbows on his thighs. “I finally found her.”
“What’s your deal with this girl?”
“I know her code. It’s beautiful. She’s a real architect. It feels familiar but brand new.”
