Eden’s POV
We’ve been home for a few hours, as soon as we pulled up to the house, Harrison hurried inside and hid himself in his room. Huffing in frustration, I dragged my own sorry butt up the stairs and into my bedroom, shutting the door and deciding to get started on some of the papers we’d been assigned.
I try to get my mind into work mode, but it keeps returning to the broody man in the room next to me. After our drive into college this morning, with his almost desperate request to let him fasten my seatbelt, Harrison had been plaguing my thoughts. I wanted to know him better, but I couldn’t help it and I really believed that under that tough, untouchable exterior, there might be a man who was worth being around.
I’d made the decision to stop rising to his bait and start trying to
