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Beck kissing her out of her mind.
    “Mhmm.” He replied, nodding his head, still holding his lip.
    “Unbelievable.”

    “Ray, we need to go…oh hi Beck.” Ava stopped talking when she saw Beck standing behind Raven as they exited their lecture room.
    He’d stood closely behind Raven as they walked out that she knew he would bump into her if she stopped. Why he stood so close, she didn’t know. If he wanted to look at her ass, he needed to be another few paces behind.
    “Shall we go to lunch?”
    Raven linked Ava’s arm and began walking down the corridor. She noticed Beck was walking with them.
    “Where are you going?” she asked him, wondering what he was up to.
    “I’m going to lunch,” he replied. “I’m walking in the same direction as you, that’s all.”
    Both girls looked at each other then back to Beck. Something wasn’t right. He was definitely up to mischief.
    “So…” Ava began, with a curious glance in Beck’s direction. “I was thinking we could go shopping after breakfast tomorrow. Hit the stores as they open.”
    “That’s a good idea,” Beck butted in. “Raven needs new panties. She’s not wearing any,” he said as if it were nothing.
    “What?” Ava’s voice hit a new octave.
    “I’m seriously going to murder you,” Raven growled.
    “I’m just trying to help,” he grinned. “I could give you a few ideas if you like?”
    “No!” the girls said in unison, but Beck carried on as if they hadn’t said anything.
    “Black, or white lace. None of those granny things. Maybe some red ones too. Ow!” he cried when Raven slapped his arm.
    His hard, muscular arm.
    “What was that for?”
    “ That was for being a jerk. I didn’t ask for your opinion, and I certainly don’t need it! I was joking about what I said. I am wearing panties.”
    “What color?” he asked, getting too close for comfort.
    Raven held her breath trying to stop the waves in their tracks. If his presence weren't intoxicating her at that moment, she would’ve certainly slapped his face.
    “Beige granny pants,” she snarled before slipping away with Ava.
    “Did you see his face?” Ava laughed so hard tears were in her eyes. “That was awesome, Ray. God, I wish I were in your class so I could’ve seen the two of you.”
    “I’m glad my misfortunes amuse you.”
    “Misfortunes, my ass,” Ava snorted. “You know as well as I that he doesn’t talk that way with anybody else; just you.”
    “Because he gets a rise out of me. Any other girl would fall over themselves if he did. Where’s the challenge in that?”

    “Why don’t you annoy somebody else for a change, Beck? Aren’t there any new students you need to corrupt?”
    Beck had seen the back of her panties over the waist band of her jeans, and hadn’t left her alone that day, since he had.
    “I just want to know, Raven. It’s a simple question. Thong or brief?”
    “I’m not telling you!” she yelled, making her way up the stairs towards her dorm.
    She saw Beck look around before following her. “I already know anyway,” he smiled.
    “Whatever.”
    “No VPL means thong. Unless you have those special ones that have no seams.”
    Raven turned abruptly as she reached the half landing, almost smacking into his chest.
    “Oh!” she squeaked, backing up suddenly, hitting the wall.
    “Nervous?” he chuckled. “Don’t be nervous, Raven. What do you think I’m going to do?”
    “I don’t know,” she whispered.
    Beck leant his arm on the wall, looking down at her. His height meant he had no problem towering above her.
    “Raven, I would never do anything you didn’t want me to do,” his voice lowered. “You need to understand that.”
    She did. Even as they’d gotten halfway through Sophomore year, Beck had never crossed the line. His mouth may run away with him, but he’d never done anything to her, and she was thankful he hadn’t.
    It wasn’t because he was a creep. Far from it. He just had a dirty mouth, which was a