Chapter 81

Anna’s POV

“I smell sex,” Sasha said with a teasing grin as I walked back to our table, settling into my seat like I hadn’t just gotten absolutely ruined in the restricted section of the college library minutes ago.

“Shut up,” I muttered, shooting her a look, but I couldn’t stop the tiny smile tugging at my lips.

“Sex in the college library,” she whispered, leaning in closer. “Damn, I’d really love to experience that.”

I raised an eyebrow. “Oh, please. Says the girl who got fingered by Chris behind the art block.”

Sasha blushed so hard she practically glowed. “That was one time. And it wasn’t even real sex.”

“Mmmhmm,” I hummed, grinning now. “You know, maybe I should tell Chris about your little fantasy. I’m sure he’d be more than happy to help.”

She rolled her eyes, hiding her face behind her book, but I saw the way her lips curved.

We continued reading and whispering, getting lost in our study material until the sun dipped low