Just Friends

Chapter 7

Judd's POV

If I thought it was difficult to keep my mind off of Eva before, I'm certain it's impossible now.

Since the minute John walked her sexy ass over to me at his cookout with that stupid and familiar smirk on his face, I haven't been able to get her out of my thoughts. She just struck me in some way that night.

Maybe it was seeing her all nervous and biting her lip. She was so damn cute trying to find things to talk to me about. Hell, I was speechless too. Her sense of humor definitely drew me in further though. I'm a sucker for some sass.

Every time she'd say something flirty her cheeks would pink up and I won't lie - it turned me on a bit. That and staring at the way her cut off shorts hugged her round ass every chance I could...

Damn.

It's just like John to have hired her for the front office. He's always getting the most attractive girls he can find to work up front. He also always tries to act like my wingman. I knew exactly what he was up to when he brought her over to meet me. Even if I didn't, it'd be clear with all the eye brow raises he kept throwing me behind her back.

He tries, but the girls he introduces me to are always the same - all looks and no personality.

Eva though...

I want to know more about her.

Of course I walked into my first class of the semester to see none other than the girl I've been thinking about all weekend sitting right where I would normally sit. What was happening? Then come to find out she and I have another class and a degree program in common.

I don't know what the universe is getting at, but I ain't complaining. If it involves more time around Eva, I'm down. She's just so fun to talk to.

And very exciting to look at.

Especially Saturday night when she showed up at the bar I work at looking the way she did. That dress was something else. Add in her eye fucking me from across the room and then laying the flirt on so heavily.

She had me adjusting my pants all damn night. I had half a mind to tell everyone to go to hell and drag her to the bathroom. I would've done anything to get her to come on my tongue.

Guess I missed my chance though.

She ended up going home with some bulked up douche-looking frat boy. Naturally as my luck would have it, he's in one of our classes too.

And they fucked.

Yeah, finding that out was a swift kick to the gut. Add a second kick hearing that she's not into relationships.

I mean, don't get me wrong, I definitely want to hook up with her. A lot. Even more after seeing her lacy see-through bra flung on the ground in front of me.

Shit, I haven't gotten images of her in just that little bit of fabric out of my head for the past hour of work since she left all embarrassed.

She already seems like more than just a hook up though. I want to be around her. She makes me feel... at ease? I don't fucking know, man.

I do know I'll be making more frequent trips to the office now that she's working up there though.

Thank. You. John.

"Woah, woah, woah! Watch it man!"

BANG!

The sound of cracking drywall followed. We're setting up for an event in the ballroom, and the table I was helping Marshall move just rammed into a wall.