Chapter 45

Ebony's POV

We headed up the stairs, our fingers still entwined. Ford had taken my backpack from me before we got out of the car, and I was too glad I wasn’t the one carrying it to protest.

Back in my dorm, I grabbed a pair of my lounge clothes. I wasn’t sure what we were going to do about clothes for Ford since he only had the pair from his car and an extra pair of sweats, but I figured he could just put on the sweats and wash the others every night if he wanted.

That wasn’t a permanent solution, though. We’d need to go back to his place to get him some more clothes, or move some of my clothes to his place, or…

Yeah.

I didn’t know.

We needed to do something, and I wasn’t sure what, yet.

Ford turned around while I changed, leaning up against a wall while he did. Guys were allowed to sleep over in my dorm, as long as they only stayed for a couple of nights in a row, and as long as I talked to my RA about it.

So, when I had my stretchies