Lana’s Point of View
“Lana, you must have gone crazy,” I chastised myself as I hurried along the hallways, heading for Christian’s room as soon as we were done with class, but he wasn’t there, so I went back to my dorm room.
The plan was to change my clothes and then go back; maybe he would be back from wherever the f**k he went. But then I was unfortunate to walk in on Xavier standing in the middle of the room, with his d**k in his hands.
The bag I was holding slipped from my hands and fell against the floor; you don’t know how crazy it is to see the boy I have a huge crush on, standing in front of my closet with my panties in his hand, and the other hand clutching his d**k.
I closed my eyes, trying to shake the image out of my head, as I hurried down the stairs, my feet doubled, as
