Thin Love by Eden Butler Read Free Book Online

only been at CPU for a year and this was the first time he’d ever been to the library. He didn’t need it. If there was research to do for any of his classes, he usually went into his mother’s office and worked on her computer. But this place was nice, he thought. He’d been in hundreds of libraries, usually when his mother’s sabbaticals had taken him and his brother everywhere from Canada to their island back in Hawaii.
    The floors were marble and shone like a mirror, even with the random CAUTION: WET FLOOR signs littering every corner. The lobby seemed endless, with rows of thick, wooden tables lining either side of the room and sections of upholstered chairs and couches circling the two large staircases.
    He sat in the lobby on a brown leather couch waiting for that girl, Keira he’d discovered her name was, to make an appearance. For all her bitching about him missing their first meeting and her anxious bullshit about him fucking up her grade, the little brat was late.
    He checked his watch, a worn leather and gold thing his grandfather had carried in Korea, and saw that Keira was running ten minutes behind. Kona wondered if she was testing him, was going to leave him hanging alone in the library but then immediately figured she didn’t have the nerve. He laughed at that, at her anal demeanor and the rigid way he’d noticed she carried herself.
    Kona closed his eyes, remembering her earlier that day, rain soaked and wet and those tight jeans she wore clinging to her muscular legs and sweet, plump ass. Damn if the girl wasn’t hot. A little bit of a bitch, but still hot. She had potential that was for sure. He caught enough of a glance at her that night in the cafeteria when she was fresh from the track and her face had gone all pink and flushed, and again today when he flirted with her and her skin had turned red and blotchy. He liked that he did that to her. He did that to most girls, but Keira didn’t seem like the other girls he’d messed with before. She didn’t know what she was, how a rare little smile and the quick intake of breath (which pushed up her round tits) could have any guy panting after her like a dog.
    Where had that come from? he thought, moving his head back against the couch. He pushed Keira and any thoughts of her body out of his head and especially the idea that she had seen him in the showers that day. Thoughts started to trail to the steamy locker room and Keira in front of him instead of Lydia, and he had to rub his palms into his eyes to dispel the image. He didn’t need the distraction she could easily cause him if he sat there thinking about her.
    Above him the high glass ceiling reflected a murky night and the few intermittent fractures of lightening in the sky. The library was quiet and gave Kona a few minutes to think, for a change. His room at the team house was rarely quiet; the silence in the library a welcome break from the activity that seemed to always be at his place. There were no loud, rough housing football players screaming at something on the TV or an endless parade of girls flitting in and out of whoever’s room they’d eventually pass out in.
    He closed his eyes when the quick whiff of jasmine hit his nose. It was a familiar scent, something his mom kept in her garden. The sound of the steady clip of heels coming closer accompanied the scent, announcing the girl’s arrival.
    “Well, I think we might get snow.” Keira’s voice moved just next to Kona’s head and he smiled at the sound. It was soothing with a hint of melody behind the inflection and he didn’t have to look at her to know she’d calmed down from her earlier mood.
    Relaxed against the sofa, head still reclined back and legs spread so that no one would be tempted to sit next to him, Kona smiled at the dig he knew was meant for him. “Is that supposed to be a joke about me being here?”
    “It’d only rain since you’re here.” She flopped next to him on the couch and moved his leg to