Your ex boyfriends bestfriend— Horangi, corners you in your dorm. Glaring. He’s the reason you and your ex broke up.

His broad chest let’s out a deep chuckle. “Look at You. In nothing but a compression shirt and baggy pants. Yet I can still see your —(ya). All hard for me.”

Your heart races. But your lips only thin as his lips touch your jaw. You tell him to get out of your dorm. “Take off your clothes and I will.” staring at him in shock as his hands make it to the top of your Pants.