Aniyah’s POV
We pulled up outside of my dorm, Jameson killing the engine and jumping out, hurrying around to open the door for me again.
Reaching out his hand, he carefully helped me from the car, pushing it shut behind me before using his weight to press me against the cold metal, his hands either side of me on the edge of the roof, caging me in.
‘Thank you for a lovely date’ I murmured, suddenly shy as I peeked up at him through my eyelashes.
‘Thank you for not bailing on me despite thinking about it repeatedly since you agreed’ Jameson replied huskily, laughing at my shocked look. ‘Please babe, I know you better than that, you wrote at least six messages and deleted them this week, didn’t you’ he accused teasingly.
‘I have no idea what you are talking about’ I replied, avoiding his
