“Hey there, dove.” He once again had one of my roommates squished into his side, Haley, with his arm stretched across the back of the couch behind her. His dark eyebrows dashed up. “Come out to join us?”
I definitely hadn’t, completely disgusted, and Haley barely noticed me upon entering or leaving the room. She was too obsessed with Knight Reed. All of my roommates were. Belly down, Keisha and Sophie let these two gargantuan-size guys that Knight had brought show them how to play the Xbox they’d brought when my friends definitely didn’t play Xbox. Like stated before, they were too serious about school.
Scoffing, I slammed the door, a sheer panic at the turn of events. Somehow things had shifted from me keeping quiet about what I saw that night at the frat to this, Knight Reed completely invading my life. My phone buzzed in my pocket and I reached for it.
Knight: Night one, little dove. You ready?
I threw my phone on the bed, forcing in a scream. Burrowing into my bedding, I pulled the sheets over my head.
The music only got louder.
Night one turned into every night that week, every damn night, and the more evenings Knight accrued the more people he brought, guys and girls. My dorm room was turning into the hottest spot to be at in the freshman dormitory, and I’d even caught a few of the building’s resident assistants frequenting through, wanting to see what was up when they were supposed to be keeping order. The whole thing was madness, and the whole time I’d taken to nothing but barricading myself into my room. I had to. The last time I went out, I’d caught actually Haley on Knight’s lap instead of under his arm.
He’d cradled her hip, barely looking at me when I left to go get dinner that night, but he’d definitely seen me. Nothing but a devious smirk curled his lips as he braced Haley’s hip and brought her closer. He played Xbox around her, the two of them peas in a pod. I’d feigned nothing but annoyance when I snapped the door closed, but something had my heart racing and laying my head back against the door. Something had me gripping my dorm keys like a lifeline, and whatever it was, I didn’t fucking like it. Knight Reed was nothing but sin, cancer, and fuck, did I hate him.
Fuck.
I went to bed that night like I had most nights, no sleep and nothing at all allowing me to focus. I was angry. I was frustrated, but not only could I do nothing about it, I was sure I’d get protests if I did try to do something. The other girls clearly wanted him and his friends around, so what did it matter what I wanted? I just had to hope one day Knight might get over his little obsession with me and torturing my life, move onto something else, and I thought that’s what I had by that Saturday. The dorm was miraculously empty, but I definitely hadn’t questioned it and decided to take full advantage of the fact when I brought my school things out and set them up in the living area. I wasn’t failing all my classes yet, but was definitely on my way. I was still sleeping in most of my classes where I could get away with that, and so behind in psych it wasn’t even funny. I’d actually failed the last quiz entirely.
Completely Knight Reed’s fault, I grumbled over my textbook, trying to Google some of these vocabulary terms to get some clarity. If I didn’t start understanding some of this shit, I couldn’t use any of this shit for the term paper that was coming due. It was worth half my grade in combination with my final exam, so I really needed to start getting my crap together. I was finally kinda starting to get some of it when some giggling behind me caused me to stop. It drifted out of one of the girl’s closed bedrooms, a deeper laugh right behind, and I closed my eyes.
A squeak of the bed, and my stomach’s contents basically filled my throat, my fists curled over laptop keys. I was shaking as the door creaked open and a landmass filled Haley’s door frame, Knight coming out of her room with tousled hair and his muscles stretching a T-shirt to the brink of its seams. It pulled taut over his massive chest, especially when he stretched, working his shoulders and back like he’d been laying down. He noticed me right away, of course, smirking before closing Haley’s door. I didn’t see her, but that must have been her inside, giggling…
Ignoring the fact that I cared something about that, I eased back behind my laptop monitor, Knight casually cutting past me. He’d taken it upon himself to make himself at home over the past few days. I mean, he’d basically solidified himself as a fifth roommate outside of paying rent. Heading over to the fridge in the kitchen across from me, he opened the door. “Working hard, Greer?”
No thanks to him. I said nothing, scrolling through my screens. Peeking above my monitor, I watched as Knight opened a carton of milk and downed the whole thing, his Adam’s apple working the whole thing down, and rolling my eyes, I forced myself to concentrate on my work. There was no going to my room now that he was here. He’d might say something
