Chapter 3The Mind-Reading Crush

My eyes were drawn back to him.

Maybe because of the heat, his pale face was now flushed like he was drunk.

At the same time, his long fingers undid the buttons of his white shirt, one by one.

"Eh? Pax, weren't you cold? Why take off the jacket? And unbuttoning?"

His roommate looked at him weirdly.

"Honestly, you look like you're stripping..."

Paxton lifted his eyelids lazily, glancing at me imperceptibly. His lips curved slightly as he interrupted:

"Felt hot with the jacket on."

A breeze blew from the window.

"Achoo."

The roommate sneezed unexpectedly.

"Then lend me the jacket, I'm suddenly cold."

Paxton unbuttoned slowly with one hand, throwing the jacket to him with the other, sneering:

"So afraid of cold... kidney deficiency?"

"Screw you."

The roommate put on the jacket and punched him.

Paxton unbuttoned three buttons before stopping.

Then, he picked up his pen casually and started working.

But when he leaned forward, his broad, pale chest was exposed right in front of me.

Below the sharp collarbones were firm, looming pecs. Combined with that alpha face, it was so hot I couldn't look away.

This face, this body, definitely better than any top idol!

My heart pounded, hand trembling as I held my pen, swallowing saliva uncontrollably:

[Boohoo, wanna touch Hubby's pecs, wanna make Hubby eat me out.]

[Wait, if I drop my pen on purpose and bend down to pick it up, I can peek at Hubby's...]

[No, no, isn't that too obvious? If Hubby catches me, he'll hate me. But I really wanna see...]

Just as I was thinking this.

Paxton's hand shook, and the pen in his hand fell to the floor, rolling right to my feet.

[Ahhh! God! Am I your favorite granddaughter?! You spoil me too much!]

Next instant, Paxton slowly looked up at me, his eyes dark:

"Um, miss, could you pick up my pen for me? Thanks."

For some reason, his usually cold, noble voice sounded inexplicably husky and deep.

"O-okay."

I nodded blankly, brain fried by his beauty. Trying hard to suppress a grin, I pretended to be expressionless, bent down slowly, reached for the pen, but my eyes naughtily drifted towards a certain place.

[Gray sweatpants really do show everything.]

[Boohoo, finals are so hard, I'm breaking down, I want Hubby to punish me.]

"Pax, I'm going to the bathroom, you coming?"

The roommate nudged the upright Paxton.

Paxton's handsome lips curved up almost imperceptibly:

"No, it's... inconvenient for me to get up right now."

"Fine, I'll go myself."

Low voices came from above the table.

I snapped back to reality, grabbed the pen quickly, sat up blushing, and handed the pen to Paxton guiltily.

"H-here, y-your pen."

"Mm, thanks."

Paxton reached out slowly.

My hand shook, accidentally touching his cool fingertips.

[I'm dead, I'm dead, I'm dead. What luck today, I touched Hubby's hand!!!]

[AHHHHH!!!]

Dizzied, warm blood flowed from my nose unbidden.

I reached out to wipe it blankly.

But the more I wiped, the more it flowed.

Paxton grabbed the tissue box, pulled out a few sheets, and handed them to me.

"Miss, are you under too much pressure from finals?"

His slightly aggressive gaze fixed on me, Adam's apple rolling:

"Do you need me to... help you relieve some stress?"

Re-relieve?

G-God, what kind of dirty talk is this?!

I was so shocked my nosebleed stopped.

Meanwhile, Paxton slipped a black-gold card into my hand, voice husky and low, carrying a hint of danger:

"Miss, if you need anything, find me anytime."

Before I could react, he packed up and left without looking back.

I looked down.

The black-gold card was a key card for the five-star hotel near campus!

My face burned instantly.

Wait, does he mean what I think he means?

Who started the rumor that he was abstinent?!

Some people even guessed he was gay because he rejected the school beauty on the first day.

Didn't expect Paxton, who looked like a gentleman, to be so wild...

The library closing bell rang abruptly.

Startled, I looked up at the clock.

Just past nine.

What?

Why is the library closing two hours early today?

No time to think, I packed up messily and left.