Mistakes : A College Bully Romance

a nearby bench, I quickly averted my eyes away from Dean. He was not one I should be checking out. I grabbed my bag and moved it to my lap, unzipping it to pull out my sandwich. It was right then that I saw him.
Levi.
He was on the side of the court, squirting some water into his mouth. The evening sun glistened on his bare torso, revealing an abdomen that was to die for. A chiseled body whose abs were neatly defined, even from far away. Never had six tiny squares on a stomach been more attractive than they were in that moment.
My fingers slowly worked at unrolling my sub, and my mouth nearly dropped when I watched him dump some of the water from the bottle onto his head. He ran a hand through his dark hair, the water dripping onto his face and his chest and…
Hoo, boy. This was a bad idea. I shouldn’t have come here.
I mean, I wasn’t the only girl sitting around, ogling. The other girls on the sidewalk, the few in the grass nearby, were pretending to be busy. I was the only one with my mouth hanging open and no sunglasses to hide my wandering stare.
How could I not check Levi out? I wanted to lick the water off his body.
I finally was able to tear my gaze off his sexy self and focus on my sandwich. I took a bite, closing my eyes as I chewed. When I opened them again, I found Levi stood a few feet in front of me, smirking down at me like he was some stereotypical bad boy who knew he made panties wet just by that slight quirk of his lips.
And, okay, he might’ve made mine wet a little, but come on. I wasn’t going to admit that aloud.
“I didn’t think you’d come,” Levi mused, his blue eyes twinkling.
“Well, I had the feeling you’d keep inviting me every time I saw you, so best get it over with,” I spoke with a shrug, taking another bite of my sandwich. If I had food in my mouth, it meant I couldn’t talk. Talking to Levi would only get me in trouble.
I liked trouble. Oh, I liked trouble a lot, especially when trouble was sex on two legs.
“Levi,” Dean called out to him from the court. He had the ball in his hand, and he made a what’s going on gesture.
“Count me out for this one,” Levi said, to which Dean merely scowled. It was like the court and all the guys on it ceased to exist the moment Levi moved to sit beside me, his chest glistening in the evening sun. He must’ve shaved or waxed, or something, because there was not a single hair on that chest. It looked smooth and so very inviting.
God, I really wanted to touch him.
Levi’s blue gaze studied me, and I pretended to be suddenly fascinated with my sandwich. “So, what do you think?”
Since my mouth was full, it took me a while to answer, “What do I think about what?”
That smirk again. “Me.”
At that I let my eyes travel downward. Levi wore nothing but athletic shorts, and it was a sight to see, definitely, especially with him being so wet and covered in sweat. What’s worse? He didn’t even smell bad. It was like his body odor didn’t affect me, or he sweat sex appeal. Something.
“I think, Blue, you’re one cocky son of a bitch,” I muttered, shooting him a frown. That frown took a lot out of me, considering I wanted to either jump his bones or bare my ass to him, let him have me every which way.
His chest rumbled with a soft chuckle. “Maybe I am,” he admitted, “but you know what I think, Kelsey? I think you like it.” He set his water bottle down on the empty space on the bench beside him, scooting closer to me. The way he looked at me made my stomach do a flip, my heart flutter in my chest.
What in the fuck? I never got flustered when it came to guys. Just because Levi was the sexiest man I’d ever seen—and he was most definitely a man and not a boy—didn’t mean I had to act all prepubescent. It wasn’t like I was some shy virgin. I was Kelsey Yates. I’d lost my virginity a long time ago, and I’d lost count of how many guys I’d been with.
Was I proud that I was a bit of a skank? Eh, I didn’t care. I did what I wanted, and I was always careful. I’d been on birth control since I was fifteen, and I tried using condoms when I could.
“You’re…” I trailed off, realizing I’d already called him cocky not even fifteen seconds ago. Damn, this one addled my brain, made me lose my train of thought. I had to be careful around him. Very, very careful, otherwise…otherwise I might just start to fall for him.
Hah. Wouldn’t that suck ass?
“I don’t know why I came,” I muttered, wrapping up what was left of my sub and shoving it back in my bag. I’d eat the rest back at the dorm, with Mel, away from Levi and his infuriatingly sexy self. At least, away from him, I wouldn’t have to feel my body getting all hot and bothered.
God, when was the last time I’d had sex? Since before coming to SCC, definitely. I hadn’t gone out to any parties yet, mostly because I didn’t trust myself going out alone and I knew I wouldn’t be able to drag Mel with me. Maybe this weekend that had to change. I needed some bodily release, a dick to get my mind off Levi.
Because absolutely nothing could go wrong there, right?
Levi’s hand shot out, grabbing my arm, keeping me from getting up. Damn, he was