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Professor Gibbons already assigned a project in class. She said we could work on it individually or with a partner, and personally, I prefer not to do projects alone. As much as I insisted on working with Amir, he kept on declining, saying that he preferred working individually. Bullshit. I know his intentions were good, but I don't know how well Nick and I will work together now.

It shouldn't be too bad because I remember some information from AP Biology from my junior year. It's been a while, but it's on macromolecules. The project is fairly easy with us just having to do a lot of online research and paraphrase it into our own words in an organized manner.

Nick texts me the next day to meet up in the library so we can get started. He's been nice about taking it slow. Ever since he kissed me two weeks ago, we've only kissed. Not more than tongue. He taught me how to kiss better because apparently, I didn't know what I was doing. Even though I slightly got offended, he said it so nicely and offered to teach me, that I couldn't be mad.

We've hung out a few times outside of our biology class. Mostly we have our dining hall dinners together because there isn't enough time to hang out. With his football practices and my heavier workload, we try to make it work some weekends, but it is definitely difficult.

I sit down, pull out my laptop, and text Nick where I'm exactly at. He immediately responds, saying he'll be there in two minutes. His football practice ended an hour ago and he ran back to the dorm to drop off his stuff and quickly shower. I told him I didn't mind sitting next to a sweaty Nick, saying I'd have extra spice to lick off him.

I guess he's not used to me bluntly saying things that can cross a line with most people because his eyes widened and he couldn't even speak for the next minute. I told him that I was obviously kidding, yet he still was stuck in a state of shock, so I moved on to doing something on my own while he recovered.

"Hey," I say as I see Nick coming in. His hair is slightly wet making it more of a light brown rather than a dirty blonde. His cheeks are redder than usual and his lips are pinker. Fuck, I'm horny. For him.

He sets his bag down and sits next to me. "Hey," he smiles. He smells like crisp pine, but it's not too overwhelming. Something awakens inside me as he's just typing away.

I try to focus on my work, writing some shit about carbohydrates. I want to kiss him. Proteins are made of amino acids. I want to feel his lips on my neck. Fatty acids and glycerol are the building blocks of lipids. I want him to rip my shirt off.

"Are you okay?" Nick asks. My face is fully flushed from just thoughts. I haven't even done anything. I am thankful that as a female, I cannot get boners because if I could I would have a massive one right now.

"Yeah, I'm fine," I assure and continue working.

For the next half an hour we continue working. I actively ignore all the intrusive thoughts creeping through my mind. Nick nudges me and I look up to see the library emptier than before. There are only three other people left in the room we're sitting in.

"What?"

"Come with me," he says as he lends his hand out.

"We're gonna leave our laptops here and everything?" I give him a skeptical look.

"Just come," he insists. I take his hand and he leads me out of the room.

"Where are we going?"

"You'll see." Nick brings me all the way downstairs to the basement and has me turn into numerous hallways. He finally looks behind me checking to see if anyone is there before opening the door to a side stairway.