Tempting the Player (Campus Wallflowers #4)

by Rebecca Jenshak

“It’s you,” I say, still locked onto his stunning eyes. His dark brows pull together, and his mouth is set in a straight line. His jawline is a work of art. He’s even hotter up close. Broodier, but hotter. “I mean, I recognize you. You run by my house every day. I’m Jane.” He moves us so I’m standing on my own two feet instead of swooning in his arms, steadies me and then steps away. “Careful where you’re walking, Jane.”

When he pulls back, I’m flushed and out of sorts and I can’t stop staring at his chest. “I was bored and checking out the house, then I thought I’d come see what you were up to.” He stands in front of me, hands on his hips now. The pose pulls his athletic shorts down slightly, revealing a hint of black boxer briefs. My body always has a strong reaction to Hendrick, but I’m damn near panting as hard as him. Staring at him should be a sport. I’d place first every single time.

“Nothing. I’m not going to do anything. No matter how much I want to. I respect his decision to keep things between us purely professional.” “Wow, you almost sounded like you meant that.” “I do.” I shove at her shoulder lightly. “So, all this is just for you then?” She waves a hand in front of me. Did I put a little (a lot) of extra effort into getting ready? Absolutely, I did. “Oh, hell no, I want him to die a little inside when he sees me in this dress.”

“Keep them here,” he says as he places a kiss on my collarbone. “On the mattress? Where I can’t touch you? Seriously?” I huff and shoot him an exasperated scowl. The man holds out on me forever and then isn’t going to let me touch him? He meets my needy gaze. “You wanted me to kiss you, and that’s damn well what I’m going to do.” His lips drop to my stomach, just below my belly button, where the T-shirt he gave me to wear has ridden up. “You’re gorgeous splayed out underneath me. I can’t wait to taste every inch of you.” And he’s forgiven.

“I said I was your boyfriend because I wanted them to know that you’re mine. Bodyguard, boyfriend, friend, whatever you want to call me is up to you. I’m yours and that’s all that matters. But to everyone else, I want them to know that I’m the guy they have to answer to if they hurt you.”