Typhon

Chapter 4

Rylee~

Two days had passed, and I still couldn't get my brief encounter with Stone Lexington out of my head.

For a lot of reasons.

The first being that he was Stone freakin' Lexington. Admittedly, all I knew about him was gossip and tabloid nonsense, but none of that took away from the fact that Stone Lexington was too hot to look at without going stupid. It was like looking at the sun; you could only look at him in the face for a few seconds before your eyes started to cross, and then you had to look away to save yourself from going blind by the vision. No doubt about it, the boy was scorching.

Now, although I didn't exactly look like mildewy leftovers, it was a fact that Stone was way out of my league. His family's wealth ranged into the billions, and even if he didn't come from a family rich enough to be famous, his looks put him in an entirely different hemisphere from us mere mortals.

Granted, describing him on paper, you'd think that there was nothing special about him, but that wasn't true. He had dark brown hair that he kept short on the sides but long enough on top to run your fingers through. Plus, if I thought that the guy was vain enough to get highlights, that's what I'd accuse him of doing because his brown hair had dimensions that hair color commercials always promised you but never delivered on. His eyes were also a rich chocolate color, and because I'd been trapped by his body the other day, I'd seen that they were surrounded by thick, long, soft lashes, and the light had played off them in a way that had made his eyes appear to freakin' sparkle.

Then there was just the whole of his face. The fluid brows, the straight, strong, Romanesque nose, the cut cheekbones, and the hard jaw that all came together to form the perfect masculine facial appearance. Plus-Sweet Baby Jesus-those lips of his. It had been a struggle not to just latch onto them when he had asked me if I was okay.

Also-even though he'd been fully clothed-he'd had his body pressed up against mine during our encounter, so I'd been able to feel muscle every-damn-where. His arm around my waist had been strong, sturdy, and hot. His six-foot-something had towered over me, and I knew that, if he'd ever lost his senses and found me attractive enough to sleep with, wall sex would easily be on the menu.

Plus, as if all that I'd already listed wasn't enough, his voice was deep and dark enough to make a girl's panties just melt right off. Since that fateful day, I'd fantasized about what the boy must sound like in bed. I also wasn't ashamed to admit that my hands might have been down my panties once or twice while I had entertained that particular daydream.

There'd also been that frustrating humming that I'd been trying to ignore since Monday. When Stone had wrapped his arm around me to keep me upright, my entire body had hummed with this feeling of sizzling electricity. Like in a romance novel, his touch had ignited something in me, and I'd wanted to beg the poor guy to ravage me where we'd stood. It'd been an awakening that could only lead to some serious heartbreak if I ever found myself stupid enough to be around him again.

No doubt about it, Stone Lexington was the passion that was a bad idea to female hearts everywhere; trust me on this. In fact, my heart and ovaries had been arguing over this for a couple of days already.

"Earth to Rylee," Heather sing-songed. "You still with us?"

I shook myself out of my wayward thoughts, then looked at the three girls that were sitting with me in the university's library. Heather was looking expectantly at me while Felicia was just smiling, and Laney was too busy to pay attention, tapping away on her phone.

We'd gotten together to study for our Linear Algebra class as we'd all agreed to last week. Studying with people that were passionate about the same thing that you were brought about an amazing energy, and that committed vibe could make all the difference in how well-prepared you were for your courses and exams.