Amaya’s P.O.V
It was Monday morning once again much to my dismay because I really enjoyed my weekend with Joe. My roommate was curious where I finished to, made up an excuse and she let it go. It was going to be hard sitting in class with Joe standing at the front especially after we done…especially knowing where those fingers and tongue have been, was going to be hard to concentrate that was for sure but I would need to keep a hold of myself. I had him for first and fourth class today, should be interesting. I stopped by to grab my usual coffee at the cart, my phone beeping as I did…a text from Joe coming through.
Joe: Morning Gorgeous. I hope you are all covered up this morning, can’t have you distracting me in class now can I? X
I giggled to myself, his text making me wish I was no
