“Where do you want to meet up? We should change out of these.” I motion to our outfits. “I don’t know, pick a restaurant or something? She’s probably hungry.” He shakes his head and shoves his hands in his pockets. “You think she would rather go to some restaurant than come back to the dorms and just hang out with you?” Preston steps into my space, lowers his mouth to my ear, his hot breath tickling my skin. “I don’t think she wants to witness what I’m going to do to you when we get back to the dorm.”
