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“Yeah, I’m fantastic,” I said with a smile, curling up against him. I took a deep breath, inhaling his scent deep into my lungs. I’d never felt anything this good before in my life. It scared me a little how he made me feel. I snuggled closer, pulling his arms around my waist.

“This feels good,” he said, kissing the back of my neck. We drifted off to sleep spooned together.

We spent the rest of the weekend at the pool house, only joining his family for dinner. We made love several more times and snuggled in front of the TV, watching holiday movies. The days together were perfect, drawing us closer together. When time came for us to leave on Sunday, I was sad to go. I knew that our time together on campus wouldn’t be the same.

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The weeks after Thanksgiving flew by. We spent as much time as possible together, and I slept at Drake’s room in the frat house most nights. His schedule had opened up quite a bit since the Rugby team’s winter season was over for College 7s. He had a little break before the spring season would start after the holiday break.

And the sex—it was amazing. We couldn’t seem to get enough of each other. I’d never really thought of myself as an overly sexual person, but with Drake, everything was different. He just had to turn his dark gaze my way and it would turn me on. He enjoyed teasing me throughout the day with little touches whenever we were together. By the time night rolled around, I was usually so turned on that I was ready to jump his bones.

I’d even slowly started to leave more items at his place so I didn’t have to do the walk of shame in the mornings if I forgot to pack a change of clothes before he picked me up.

Since the weather had gotten bad, Drake didn’t like for me to drive to the airport by myself when I had a charter booked. He thought the Mini wasn’t very safe in the snow. So he drove me and studied in Dad’s office until I was ready to leave.

Things hadn’t gone as expected for the couple I’d taken up based on the death glares the wife was sending her husband when I let them know they needed to buckle up for landing. He looked pretty happy with himself, so I can only guess that he was a little too excited by his foray into the Mile High Club. Between the tension her frustration caused and the storm front coming our way, I was very happy that Drake was waiting for me.

I wrapped everything up with the couple and got the plane situated as quickly I possibly could. By the time I made it into the office to grab Drake, I was so hungry that my stomach was growling loudly.

“Feed me! I’m hungry!” I cried as I bounded into the room.

He tossed me a Milky Way from his stash on the desk. “Can’t have my baby go hungry. This should tide you over ‘til we can grab some dinner.”

“Yay! My favorite,” I squealed.

“I know. Why do you think I eat them now?” he asked.

“You are the sweetest, bestest boyfriend in the whole wide world,” I whispered as I kissed him quickly on the lips before chomping on my candy.

“And don’t you forget it,” he threatened with a mock stern glare.

We headed for his truck, and a light snow was starting to fall. It was a gorgeous sight, but it was very cold outside. “Brrr,” I shivered as I buckled up.

Drake turned up the heat and tossed a blanket from the back over me. “How did you ever survive Midwestern winters without me?”

“No clue. I really should move to California or Hawaii or somewhere like that. The snow is beautiful, but I miss the warmth and the sun!” I teased.

“Maybe we can come up with a compromise when we graduate,” he answered, stunning me since he was basically saying we’d be together a year and a half from now.

“Maybe,” I whispered, smiling at him.

We went through a drive-thru for food and settled on Drake’s bed to eat. I would have laughed if someone had told me that eating French fries could be sexy, but that was before Drake. Pretty much anything he did was hot. He finished his food before me, so I fed him some of my fries. He nibbled on my fingertips with each bite, licking off any salt that remained. I hurried through my meal, wanting him more than food even though I’d been starving only minutes before.

I gathered up our trash and moved to the bed to straddle his lap. My nipples puckered as he watched me from hooded eyes. I had just lowered myself onto his lap when my phone chimed. I pulled it from my back packet to put it on the bedside table and realized that I had several missed texts from Aubrey.

“Hold on a second. Something’s up with Aubrey,” I said as Drake lowered my shirt to kiss the tops of my breasts.