SKYLAR
How did I end up with the only caveman on campus? Just when I had decided to grow a backbone and stop being a doormat, he comes along and sets me back a couple centuries. My family had nothing on him, he was bossy, opinionated and just plain pig headed. I know he didn't think I would ever take Robert back, but the way he acted it was as though my just being in the same air space was a catastrophe. And I don't understand his obsession with the whole mold thing either; he’s acting as though someone had purposely set out to hurt me. I think that the last occupant just dropped a wet hand towel under the bed and forgot it, but no, Sherlock had to pull out his monocle and start pointing fingers, he’s a nut.
Who would've ever thought that the school’s resident jock and playboy would be like this? From the little whispers that kept following me around campus, our relationship was an enigma; everyone was trying to figure it out. I was a little surprised by it myself in the beginning, after all the stories I had heard the first two weeks I was here, I had expected him to be a real ass, but nope. He was sweet and doting, and best of all he doesn't rush me into doing anything that I'm not ready for which had been one of my greatest fears.
Yes we do some things that are new to me, but I never once felt pressured or like I have to do it to keep him. And the way he touches me, the way he whispers to me of the things we’ll do together in the future, sometimes I have to pinch myself to make sure it’s not all a dream. I was never in love with Robert, he and I were childhood friends whose fathers were business partners of sorts. When dad told me as a young teen that I was destined to marry him I never thought to put up a fight, it just was.
I’ve always done what I was told, being raised in a strict close-knit family it never struck me as strange or outdated. And then one day my world had come crumbling down around me and my eyes were opened. A little bit of the innocent had washed off of me and I’d had a choice to make. Bury my head in the sand and go with the status quo or find myself in the rubble and move on. I’d chosen the latter and that had led me here to him. Heaven help me.
I was still getting looks and snide remarks from some of his old flings, especially when he wasn't around. But when we were together they stayed away, the only one who seemed not ready to give up was Mackenzie, and for some reason she burned me up. I hated to even see her; every time I did I got a cramp in my tummy. Maybe it was because she was so beautiful or maybe it was because I had seen her all over him that first day. Whatever it was she got to me, but Talon who seemed to be seriously in tuned to me in such a short time always sensed it and tried to limit my exposure to her. He never engaged her in conversation, and in fact the last couple times he didn't even acknowledge her, where before he would still say hi if she spoke.
I never let on that this bothered me, but he had explained that he wasn't the type to just dog a girl just because, as he put it he had fucked her. He said just because he didn't go back for seconds that didn't mean he had to treat them like less than human. So when they would wiggle their fingers at him in passing or say a coy hello, he would answer but kept it moving. Thank heaven he didn't engage in conversation with any one them, I'm not sure I could handle that. Not after what had happened in my past.