The Stipulation by M.L. Young Read Free Book Online

but he would have to leave so early that it just wouldn’t make much sense, considering he was my ride. I agreed, and we both got dressed before he took me back to the dorm.
    The car ride wasn’t nearly as awkward as when he picked me up, likely because we had just engaged in the most passionate session of sex either of us will likely ever have —well, it was for me anyway. I wasn’t sure if I should talk about it, hold his hand, or do anything in between. The drive back to the dorm went even faster than usual, as going back to where you came from was always quicker than leaving.
    He pulled up in front of the dorm, the clock saying ten thirty, and put it into park as he looked over at me. There were a slew of students outside, both coming and going for the night, as in their minds, the night was still very young. I didn’t know how all of them could go out this late, especially considering the weather was bitterly cold, but all I cared about this time was Roman.
    “I had a great time,” he said with a smile as he held my hand.
    “I did too. When will I see you again?” I asked, not sure if I was pushing my boundaries considering I still wasn’t positive if I were his sugar baby yet or if he planned to choose another girl.
    “I’ll call you when I get back from New York,” he said politely, giving me an indication that he did want to see me again.
    I wasn’t sure if he wanted to see me again because he liked me or because of the sex, but I knew that time in his bed must’ve at least paid for half of my semester’s tuition. I felt a little bad even thinking about him paying it down, for I had an amazing time and was starting to like him, but that was our agreement in the first place. I also didn’t want to just think about the tuition because it made me feel a little dirty. Sure, he took my virginity and my innocence not too long ago, but I didn’t do it for the bills being paid off. When I was lying there, him towering over me with that look of lust and passion in his eyes, I wanted to be there; I wanted to be with him.
    “Well, I hope your trip is good . I look forward to seeing you again,” I said shyly.
    “It’ll come sooner than you think .” He smiled before leaning in to kiss me good night.
    His lips pressed against mine once more, this time losing the sexual passion and instead trading it for a sense of sweetness as if he wanted to be gentle with me . He was showing me a side that I wanted so badly to see; a romantic side that was just to be cute and not beastly sexual.
    “Good night,” I replied with a smile as I grabbed my purse and opened the car door.
    He didn’t reply, instead smiling and watching me as I got out of the car and closed the door . I felt his eyes on me as I walked to the huge doors to my building, making sure I got in safe and sound, before driving off, the roar of the powerful engine fading away with each foot traveled.
    I wondered as I walked over to my wing’s elevators if anybody knew what I had just done . All of the students, all dressed slutty for their night of frat parties, walked by me laughing and joking with each other as if I were just another face in the crowd and not some girl who had just lost the one thing so sacred to her. I now had more in common with all of these girls than I ever had before, and I wanted to tell them, but the fear of looking like both a freak and a slut stopped me.
    Instead I got into the elevator as three girls walked off, put my key into the slot, and traveled to my floor to get ready for bed; hoping Jillian was there to hear all about my little rendezvous.
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    “You’re back! Tell me all about it right now!” Jillian exclaimed as I walked in the door.
    I slid my heels off, smiling just slightly, as I made her wait in agony before I told her anything . She was surprisingly happy, which took me by surprise considering she was apprehensive that I could even pull this off. I was too innocent in her mind, but if she would’ve seen me