All Chapters of IN BED WITH HER : Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

DRE’S P.O.V“Dre, it’s almost thirty degrees, the jacket’s cute, but aren’t you boiling under it?” Silver asks while I follow her out of the classroom.So far, no one has noticed the hickies; my hair and Luke’s oversized jacket have done an excellent job hiding them.“Andrea!” Someone screams down the hallway.I turn round, already knowing who it is.“Wait for me, I’ll come meet you guys,” I say to Ruth.It’s lunch time, and as we agreed, we were going swimsuit shopping.I turn back to Silver.“I have to go, see you after school,” I say.“Okay. TJ says hi, he told me you both are cool now.”*Cool?*So that’s his conclusion, just because he was a shoulder for me to cry on yesterday, doesn’t make us “cool.” And I’m still mad at him for trying to kiss me when I was vulnerable.“You still haven’t spoken to him, have you?” Silver asks, slightly disappointed.“Maybe you should talk to him, find out what’s so important that he has to speak to me," I say to her.“You know I can’t do that," S

DRE’S P.O.V“What did I tell you, Luke?” Ruth squeals, tugging Luke’s arm in his seat. “AMAZING TITS!”I stood in front of them in the hot pink swimsuit that Luke had thrown into the changing unit, just minutes after I went in.He texted afterwards, telling me to go with this one, he said he saw it on the rack while Ruth and I were browsing earlier and said I must have skipped it.Luke grins hard, a fat, happy smile on his face while he looks me up and down.“Give us a twirl,” Ruth demands.I shift my weight, giving a little twirl while smiling shyly.The top hugs my chest perfectly, the delicate lettuce trim framing my cleavage in a way that’s flirty but not trashy. I’m wearing a matching skirt that sits low on my hips, the layered ruffles moving softly with every shift of my body.“Well... do you like it?” Ruth asks.I run my hands down the sides of the tiny skirt, feeling the soft, layered trim. The hot pink looks surprisingly good against my skin tone. It’s bold, but not too much.

DRE'S P.O.VAs the opposing team answered the final question and failed, the final buzzer sounded, and the entire hall erupted.We won. My eyes fly open and all my silent prayers has finally been answered. Silver screams, throwing her arms around me, and our entire team jumps on each other for joy. I’m overwhelmed and can not contain the excitement I feel.But Luke has been on my mind ever since last night.All day, his voice from last night has lived rent-free in my head. The unhinged things he admits to wanting to do to me. I know it’s a little twisted. I know most girls would probably run. But every time I remember his voice saying he wants to tie me up and edge me until I beg, or eat me out while I’m half-asleep, heat pools low in my stomach.He has me completely charmed, obsessed, even. And the wildest part? I want all of it.I stay at the celebration party for twenty minutes max—just long enough to smile for photos and hug the rest of the team. Then I slip out, order an Uber to

DRE’S P.O.VMum sits between Luke and me, resting her head on my shoulder while we stuff popcorn in our faces. We’re watching a horror movie about a doctor who’s secretly a murderer that’s possessed by a demon and—Fuck! I don’t even want to watch this.The movie is the least interesting thing I could be doing right now. I waited the entire night and all day for Luke, my body still buzzing from earlier, and just when I finally got him alone, Mum walked in and ruined everything. Now I am stuck here, sandwiched between them, while the ache between my thighs refuses to go away.I glance towards him, arms crossed tightly against my chest, and Luke doesn’t even look at me. He has his head thrown back all the way, laughing at the movie instead. He always thought horror movies were funny and very predictable; he’s never been scared by them once. He either watches with a straight face or laughs through it. Tonight, he chooses the latter.I sigh for the third time in a row, loud and obvious, b

LUKE’S P.O.VThe table grows quieter, and a few of the boys glance between us, waiting for my reaction.I lean back in my seat, keeping my expression relaxed as I meet Vincent’s eyes.“Is that what you think?” I ask, a lazy smile plastered on my face.“Yeah,” Vincent answers. “Are you fucking them both or not?”I can tell the truth, brag about it and admit to being with Ruth and Dre in front of the team. It could have scored me cheap points with them. But no. What happens between Dre and me — and Ruth — stays private. I’d rather die than feed these idiots details.“I suggest you stay the fuck out my business,” I say. “You can keep good company without turning it into a whole situation.”A couple of the guys chuckle lightly, and Ian smirks beside me. Vincent’s jaw flexes hard enough for me to see it across the table. Before he can fire back, Nathaniel suddenly appears and drops into an empty seat next to him.He greets a few of the guys closest to him and reaches for a beer across the