That’s because Sam is brilliant and Natalie is an idiot. Not that I can actually say that to her. “Sam is a smart guy. He’ll ensure your grade is an A for the project.”
“Ugh.” Natalie leans her head back, her gaze meeting Ezra’s, the two of them smiling. “I’d much rather work with you, Crew.”
“What about me?” Ezra wraps his arm around her, resting his hand on her stomach, the bold motherfucker. “Wouldn’t you rather be my partner, Nat?”
She wrinkles her nose. “Not even.” She shoves his hand away from her and rises to her feet, coming to stand in front of me.
This is what I don’t like about Natalie. She’s a tease. When I wasn’t around, she’s perching her ass on Ezra’s knee and probably giving the poor fucker a boner. The moment he tries to be a little forward with her—and she was giving him all the signs that he had permission—she acts like he’s a disgusting perv and pushes him away.
I believe every woman has the right to say no—even Wren. I was just fucking with her at lunch, not that she’d even know the difference.
Natalie is constantly testing that line, trying to cross it and then running back on the other side when shit doesn’t go her way. It’s exhausting. And dangerous.
A weary sigh leaves me when I realize she’s not done with the conversation, and I tilt my head back, meeting her gaze. “What do you want, Nat?”
“Come with me and talk to Skov. I know you’re miserable with her as your partner.” She tips her head in Wren’s direction. “I bet if the both of us went up there and pled our case, Skov would listen.”
Probably not, but it could be worth a try. I know Wren would breathe a sigh of relief, not having to deal with me anymore. Getting away from her would also probably ease my frustration level.
And my new urgent need to jerk off every night in the shower to thoughts of Wren on her knees with those pink lips of hers wrapped around the head of my cock.
Fuck, I could give myself a semi just thinking about it right now.
“I’m not switching partners.” My voice is firm.
Natalie’s mouth hangs open. “Oh, come on. Don’t tell me you enjoy working with the virgin.”
“Quit calling her that,” I say irritably.
“What? It’s the truth! Isn’t she a virgin?”
“Yes. I am.”
Oh shit. Looks like Wren came over to join the conversation.
Natalie just stares at her, a faint sneer curling her upper lip. “What are you doing here?”
“If you’re going to talk about me, then maybe I should be in on the conversation.” Wren crosses her arms in front of her chest, plumping up her tits and giving me plenty to stare at.
“You weren’t included in this conversation in the first place,” Natalie mutters.
Wren stands up taller. “Then I’d suggest you stop constantly putting my name in your mouth.”
“Whoaaaa.” Ezra draws out the word, practically bouncing in his seat with excitement over the potential girl fight.
Natalie’s gaze flicks to mine. “Aren’t you going to tell her to go sit back down or whatever?”
“No.” I barely look at Wren as I lean back in my seat, my arms up, hands behind my head, clutching the back of my neck, as if I have all the time in the world. “I think she’s got a handle on this.”
Natalie shoots me a dirty look before returning her attention to Wren. “Are you telling me that Virgin is your name? Because that’s all I ever said.”
Wren’s expression turns dark. She’s mad. And I don’t blame her. Natalie is being a total cunt. “Quit talking about me, Natalie.”
“Oh yeah? And what are you going to do about it if I don’t stop?” Natalie taunts.
“I wouldn’t go there if I were you,” I murmur. Both girls glance over at me, Natalie’s eyes flashing with annoyance. “I have a few—things on you, Nat.”
Naked photos she sent to me in the past—that she’s practically sent to every guy on campus. A video of her puffing away on a vape at a party last year. Another one of her getting thoroughly fucked by Malcolm, though I never watched it.
Malcolm made sure we all got a copy, of course—though I’m not too sure if she knows he made it. He got the idea from another guy in our class who does the same thing. So fucking sleazy.
“Are you serious right now? You’re actually taking her side?” She waves a hand in Wren’s direction.