The next few weeks were a blur and tomorrow was the first day of my freshman year at UCLA and Owen and Jax's sophomore years. I was so excited I barely slept last night. Like I had a choice in the matter. Jax made sure of that. He liked to make cute little excuse to have sex. Such as "its international pizza day " or "the first day of college" like he used last night.
It was all fun and games especially all the sneaking around behind Owen's back. Well actually that was pretty hard. I felt bad for deceiving Owen. He hadn't even noticed the subtle touches, looks that Jax's and I had been sharing or that we had been spending a lot of time together these last few weeks of summer. We would steal kisses when he wasn't looking and hook up every chance we got.
6 am came way to early and I did not want to get up and get myself ready for classes. Of course I had to be the over-achieving freshmen and set up an extra early class schedule for my first semester. My first class starts at 8 Art and Architecture of Ancient Americas. Lecture for three hours; discussion for one hour; museum field trips. Introduction to art, architecture, and urbanism of Americas from earliest settlement until AD 1450. Analysis of variety of media within their historical and cultural context. This should be educational.
I drug myself out of my comfy bed and headed in for a shower. The warm water felt amazing running over my body. I could stay in here all day it was so relaxing. I pulled myself together for out and dried off. I blow dried and styled my hair in loose beach waves and threw on some light makeup.
I decided on a black t-shirt, a pair of tight dark jeans and my tan leather jacket for my first day! Kind of a sexy casual look. I looked myself over a few times in the mirror and was satisfied with my appearance. I grabbed my bag and headed out of the apartment.
I farted out of my room realizing I only had 30 mins to get to class and ran straight into Jax's rock hard chest. I was sure the guys would have in up and out of the house and at conditioning or something. I was obviously wrong. "Oh I am so sorry Jax. I didn't think anyone was home." I stuttered looking up at Jax through my lashes. Jax looked at me with he adorable grin and I couldn't help but reach up and kiss his smiling lips.
He looked so sexy this morning in his faded jean jacket and black t! If I wasn't already running late I could devour this man right here, right now. Our kiss wasn't brief it was longing and lustful and I of course wanted more. "Jax, we cant. I have to get to class." I said breathless. "Ok babe, but you have to make it up to me later, deal?" He responded with a smirk. "Deal!" I responded.
His touch radiated through me and burned in my core. I have never wanted a man as bad as I want Jackson Ryker. I could feel myself falling for him and I was falling hard oh so hard. I wonder if he felt the same way about me?!?
With that question heavy on my mind I made my way to campus only a 10 minute walk from our apartment and found my first class. It was beyond boring to say the least. Walking out of the class I bumped into a tall blonde girl with bright eyes and an infectious smile. "Oh my I am so sorry." I apologized quickly. "Oh hey! It's ok, it happens no big deal. I'm Charlie by the way." She responded. "Nice to meet you Charlie. I'm Liv." I replied.
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Her Conflicted Heart (aka the bad boy next door)
RomansaAKA The Bad Boy Next Door Olivia Michaels is a freshman at UCLA studying Art History. She has never been attracted to a bad boy until she moves in with her older brother Owen and falls for his roommate Jackson Ryker. He was so alluring, and she coul...