Shame, embarrassment, humiliation, self-loathing, loss of respect and remorse? They weren't emotions a male was expected to experience after a night of regrettable sex, random hook-up or one night stand, however as Stuart stood at the door, with a hopeful expression on his face, he endured each, and with every word she spoke in response to his offer of a second date, he shrank a foot more. Damn, and they hadn't even fucked. Well, really, that was the problem wasn't it? The bitch. He'd only attempted to patch things up, and there was no need for her to mock him, or further add to his agony. The male, once his jaw had ceased trembling, and his lip quivering, opened his mouth to assert his male superiority, however, was unable to maintain eye contact and when his gaze, instead, dropped, and alighted on the wrist bands she'd taken, reality struck with the force of a freight train. He'd been played like a violin. Stuart's pupils had widened, as with a concerted effort, he forced his attention back up to the face of the smarmy, raven haired girl, with the sweet voice, who taunted him with a giggle, …show more content…
Could it be? She was somehow familiar, and Prince continued to stare until he confirmed that it was indeed Sofia. Then, his face screwed up in an expression of confusion and bewilderment, and his attention darted between her and the dorms. What the hell was she doing in the male quarters at this time of the evening? Hadn't she stated she had no boyfriend? Was she simply visiting a friend, or was there some other purpose. Why hadn't she mentioned a prior appointment at the cafe?" Then he recalled that Delta Tau Chi's little gopher, Stuart Thompson, resided inside. Had she been to see him? Why? This woman, and her connection to his investigation, if any, was becoming curiouser, and