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large, naked body, felt the need to touch and be touched growing at the simple warmth
of Tony s hand on his skin. But that was something else they couldn t share. Not ever
again.
He went back to bed and in the morning, the idea of Tony with blood smeared on
his mouth and chest did seem like a dream. Or a nightmare. Whichever it was, Andrew
tried not to think about it. College life went on as always and in the next few weeks
there were no mutilated bodies found on campus and no one was suddenly missing. So
whatever Tony was doing, if he was doing something and Andrew hadn t dreamed it
all, it must be legal. Or so he reasoned to himself when he allowed himself to wonder
about it, which wasn t often.
He didn t even want to think about the strange beast he d seen in the bathroom the
second before he d turned on the light. The golden glowing eyes and the long muzzle
filled with sharp white teeth had to be a dream, just the last few wisps of sleep hanging
around his brain before he turned on the light and proved to himself that it wasn t real.
In time, Andrew put it firmly out of his mind.
After all, there was no point thinking of something he d imagined a nightmare
that couldn t possibly be true.
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Evangeline Anderson
Chapter Eleven
 Why do they have to make it so fuckin complicated. Tony glared at his Anatomy
text in frustration, gesturing with one hand at his notes.  I mean, I write and I write
write down every fuckin thing the professor says and then I get it back here and it
doesn t make a damn bit of sense.
 Let me see. Andrew leaned on his friend s broad shoulder and studied the text as
well as Tony s chicken scratch notes. Anatomy was a course he would have given his
left arm to take himself, but his father flatly refused, probably thinking that it would
steer his son toward a career in something besides law. He was such a control freak that
he actually insisted on seeing Andrew s course schedule before sending in the check to
pay for it.
 I mean look at this. Tony pointed to a complex diagram in the book, illustrating
the Krebs Cycle.  They didn t say there was gonna be any kind of chemistry in this
class. I thought it was all just the body and how it functions when I signed up for it. He
frowned.  Shoulda taken geology instead. Rocks for jocks just like everybody else on
the team.
 You re smarter than that, Andrew said, picking up the text to study the diagram.
 And besides, this isn t that hard once you look at it. Here&  He spent the next twenty
minutes giving a brief tutorial, breaking it down so Tony could understand.
He had meant it when he said his roommate was smart. Tony was surprisingly
good at English and Lit classes and had written some very eloquent essays on the topic
of death symbolism in the poetry of Emily Dickinson and e.e. cummings that Andrew
greatly admired, but math and science were his weak points.
In the end, after using several sheets of paper to draw his own diagrams, Andrew
saw the light of understanding in his friend s dark eyes.
 Wow. Tony looked up at him in admiration.  You really know your stuff. No
wonder they call you Baines the Brains around here.
 You re the only one who calls me that. And besides, it s no big deal. Andrew felt
himself blushing with pleasure at the praise. He punched his roommate on one
muscular shoulder and huffed in surprise as Tony reeled him in for a tight bear hug
that squeezed all the air from his lungs.
 It is a big deal. Tony s warm breath against the side of his throat made him
suddenly and painfully hard. Alarmed, Andrew tried to move his pelvis back but Tony
wouldn t let him. Instead he pressed closer until Andrew could feel that he wasn t the
only one standing at attention.
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Pledge Slave
 Tony? he asked, uncertain what to expect. Was this what he had been longing for,
hoping for all these months? Or was it just Tony s way of saying thanks?
 You shouldn t play yourself down so much, Drew, he murmured into Andrew s
ear.  There s a lot to you. You re smart as hell and you always smell so fuckin good.
And you have those eyes& 
 What about my eyes? Andrew drew back, looking into his roommate s face.
 You really don t know, do you? Tony shook his head.  You ve got half the
sororities on campus creamin their panties over you and you don t even notice.
 What? Andrew frowned.  You re the one they go crazy for Mister Tall, Dark,
and Dangerous. Mister Muscles. He ran one hand appreciatively up his friend s hard
biceps and had the satisfaction of seeing Tony shiver under his touch. Oh yeah, there
was still something there. The question was, were they ever going to do anything about
it?
 Mister Muscles. Please. Tony grinned.  That s not what I m talking about. Ya
know, Drew, I wish you could see yourself the way I see you. That soft skin, those big
eyes&  He cupped Andrew s cheek in one large palm.  The way you tremble when
you want something even though you re afraid of it.
Andrew knew he was talking about that long-ago encounter when he had offered to
let Tony fuck him and his face heated at once.  Fuck you, he said, only half joking as
he pulled away from Tony s embrace.
 Maybe I should. The big Alpha s voice was little more than a growl.
 Yeah, right. Andrew looked away from his friend s intense gaze, trying to make
light of the matter.  Why don t you bite me, Bull. He rarely called Tony by his Alpha
nickname but he figured turnabout was fair play since Tony had called him by his.
 Yeah, I ll bite you. Right after you lick my balls, Tony shot back playfully.
Andrew laughed, uncertain if he was glad or disappointed that a potential
encounter had been avoided. But just as he turned to go back to his own books, he
heard the familiar nasal voice of the chapter presided behind him.
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