Chapter 51: Don't forget about me - Monet

I'm in shit.

Usually, I have all my damn ducks in a row. I go to class, I study, I finish top of my class.

Of course that was the goal before starting here.

Is that what I'm doing?

No.

I go to class and I hardly hear what the professor is saying, and I'm a physics major, I can't exactly switch off and decide I'm not participating in class.

Am I studying?

Also no.

Because every time I sit still, images of Cole's dark head between my legs pop up in my mind, those damn eyes burning into me like he wants to see everything inside my soul. And his cock slightly pushes inside me while he was masturbating and cumming all over me, pushing his sperm inside me.

How the hell am I going to concentrate?

Last night I rubbed one out with Chrystal sleeping in the room! It took everything in me not to moan out loud.

And I know how this weekend is gonna go. Amy is goin to tell em we should go to the frat house party after the game, we will end up going to their dorm and I will sleep with him and then what? A repeat of Saturday night? How am I going to get over it then?

"Monet!" I almsot jump out of my skin at someone calling me, and I turn around to see Damon running up to me, a huge grin on his face.

Shit!

Fuck!

"Hi you!" He hugs me spontaneously, before kissing me on the cheek. "where have you been so quiet? I texted you yesterday and today."

I shake my head, my mouth opening to try and explain something, but no words come out.

"It's cool, I know you went wth the football team camping, you're probably tired."

"Actually, I didn't drink that much." I gulp. This life is not for me. High school sounds way less stressful right about now. "But I did go to bed late."

Why did I just say that? Because now my damn ears are burning from embarrassment, and I can feel myself blushing, too. I didn't go to bed when I was supposed to, becaue I was frolicking with my brother. I'm going to hell.

"Yeah, those parties are epic I heard." He continues to smile. "Where are you headed?"

"Coffee." I point my thumb behind me. "I'm behind on an assignment, so I thought i'd burn the midnight oil."

"I could use a coffee."

He starts walking , and I follow him reluctantly. This has bad written all over it. It feels like a repeat of James where I'm just not sure if I want to continue dating the guy. I know it's all because of Cole. He has had a hold on me, and now it's even worse, now that I know what it feels like to kiss him, to be fucking dominated by him.

And Damon is a really nice guy, even though I felt we didn't have much in common.

"So, when are you giving me that next date?" He nudges me with his shoulder after the barista took our order.

"You're gonna hate me for this." I keep my eyes downcast "But I don't wanna go out unti I get all my assignments out."

I don't hateyou."He chuckles. "You told ,e school was important fro you, I get that."

"It is." I look up at him, my lying assuring me a spot on the dveil's most wanted list. "But I did enjoy going out with you."

"So then we can go out again." He shrugs like it's no big deal. "After you're up to date. Just don't forget about me."

I smile. Why do they always have to be so nice? James was nice too. If they were jerks, this would have been so much better and I wouldn't have felt like an asshole.

"I don't think anyone can forget about you that easily, Damon."

"Snd you still have to watch me play." He winks, collecting both our coffees and holdig mine out. "Make you see that there isn't just footllall ball in the world."

He ihas no idea how much that sounds like an analogy. Right now, all I can see is football, and I still wish I didn't.

"I told you I would."

"By that time you might even be my girlfirend."

I laugh,but it doesn't look like he's joking. "Do you even gonna have time for a girlfirned during the season. It seems like you guys train pretty hard."

"I don't." He chuckles. "But with you so busy with schoolwork, and me so busy with training, we see each other when we see each other. It's actually a win-win situation."

"You have it all figured out, don't you?" I shake my head.

"I know what I want, Monet."His expression turns from playful to serious. "And I usually don't stop until I get it."