"Shut the fuck up, will you?"
Alexander opened the book and picked another paragraph to read. "The urge to have sex is excruciating if you attempt to deny it. You don't want to be sleeping in my bed when it hits." He arched his eyebrows. "Understand what I'm hinting at?"
"Why didn't you tell me you loved this kind of story?" Alexander bit his lip and his hooded eyes regarded her. "I could just tell you stories instead of you reading them for hours."
"Based on your experience, huh?" She fucking blurted it out before she could stop herself. Cathryn blushed furiously.
Embarrassed, she tried to distract him from reading it. "Give that book back."
Alexander continued like the infuriating fucker he is. "Oh yeah. Sweat broke out all over her body, imagining him super horny and determined to have sex with her. The idea didn't horrify her."
Cathryn grasped the book from his hands but Alexander kept on raising it higher. She jumped, almost taking hold of the cover but Alexander had pushed her shoulder away in an attempt to stop her from getting the book back. She pushed him harder, kicking him with her shoes and they both fell on the couch, jerked out of balance.
Alexander had instinctively wrapped his hands around her tiny waist to keep her from falling on the floor while Cathryn's hands were on his shoulders, moving to his chest. They stared wide-eyed at each other before Alexander's gaze transfixed on her mouth and one of his hands moved to caress her back with his fingers.
"By the way, your best friend told me that you wanted to tell me something." He held her a moment, his hands on her body and his face a glowing heat onto hers.
"Attention, Alexander Black!" The University's intercom interrupted what Cathryn was about to say and the person's voice on the microphone sounded like Marco D' Angelo. "Mr, Vocalist. Please get back to the theatre. We need to get ready for the next event tonight and exit the university right now. We will give you ten minutes."
"You should go." Cathryn sighed as she got off of him, fixing her uniform properly. She stood, offered a hand to pull him up and he accepted.
"I wouldn't go if you wouldn't come to our next event."
There was a ping of a text message from Alexander's phone.
They needed him to come back ASAP.
It must be their manager texting him urgently.
What is he still doing here in the library with her?
"Don't be ridiculous." Cathryn burst out laughing at the weirdness of this situation. He was the vocalist, for god's sake! The performance would be canceled if he wasn't there. Well, unless one of the guitarists will sing. She needed to get him out of this place or there would be no performance at the theatre.
"I'll tell them you were my bad influence." Cathryn smelled his minty breath and spicy cologne as he leaned in to speak to her so that no one else would hear them. "I'll tell them I didn't come because we were making out and I got horny."
Horny?
Ohmygod, this guy didn't know what he was saying!
"Please keep your mouth shut. We are in a library." She sputtered in mortification and pinched his arm. "What if a fan sees you?"
"No. What if my fan sees 'you'?" Alexander asked her and Cathryn shook his head. "If you were my girlfriend you would get a lot of hate."
"Joke's on you because I'm not." She chuckled as she picked up the book on the floor.
"But we almost made out," Alexander smirked, leaning closer then he whispered in her ear. "What if one of my fans saw that?"
She wanted him to quiet down. What if somebody on the second floor saw and heard them together, creating some kind of gossip? Nobody will see them since they were hidden on the second floor and no, they were not making out at all.
But, it almost happened. Almost.
"Okay, I'll go! You go first." Cathryn waved a dismissive hand just to convince him that he should go back or they would deal with the Mild Savagery fans' wrath. She didn't want to get blamed when it wasn't even her problem in the first place. "I'll be there in a little while. Where's the next event at?"
"Hard Rock Hotel." Alexander's phone rang and he immediately shut it off. He got concert tickets from his pocket and he handed them to me. "You know how to get there?"
"Yeah, yeah." Cathryn rolled her eyes playfully. "Whatever."
"Promise?" He glared at her, probably thinking she was lying.
Cathryn smiled. "Promise."
He bowed, reached for her hand, and kissed them reverently but then Alexander snatched the book from her clutches again before heading to the cool glass door to exit. "Make sure you'll come and I will return this to you."