Unexpected Lover: College Romance Book 1

by Scarlett Archer

  Peter gapes at her, surprised by the compliments and the easy acceptance of his change of mind.

  “In the future, I’d urge you to follow your own dreams.”

  “Thank you. Thank you so much. I won’t let you down.”

  They shake hands and Peter runs from the room and into the courtyard where he gives a loud woop, earning him a few strange looks.

  His dad’s car still waits by the side walk and he runs to him.

  “Dad, they said yes! My first class is in fifteen minutes, but I’ll be home before you and mom leave, OK? See you in two hours!”

  John congratulates him and drives away. Peter looks around, hoping to find the one person he is most eager to share this information with.

  Isobel.

  ****

  “Right, girls. I’m off! I’ll be home in three hours, and I’ll let you know how it goes!”

  The girls offer me their good luck, and I grab my bike from the garden. I don’t really use it for anything other than to get to and from college. Everything else is within walking distance. It’s a ten-minute cycle to the college, but today I’m aiming to be there fifteen minutes before class starts, so that I can see Peter again.

  I dodge traffic, and swerve through alleyways and down roads. I’ve become an expert at dodging this city’s traffic, which is important when you have to make a class and you’re already late.

  I arrive at the college and look around the campus. I lock up my bike and when I look up, I spot Peter cheering in the courtyard. I stare, stunned, as he runs over to a car and says something. The car drives away, and I spot his dad’s proud face through the windscreen.

  Peter begins to look around and he spots me.

  I have to do my best to stop myself from crying, because I’ve been waiting for this moment. I start to walk towards him, but he’s full-on running. I’m a little worried, because I’m not sure my body is built for that kind of impact, and when he finally gets to me, he picks me up and spins me around.

  “I’ve missed you.” He whispers in my ear.

  Just the sound of his voice sends shivers down my body and I press my lips onto his. He reciprocates and we stay standing in the middle of the courtyard, kissing so intensely that it probably looks like the most vulgar public display of affection that most of these students have witnessed. Normally, I would care. But I’m done caring about what people think. I’m just so glad to have him in my arms again.

  “I’ve missed you so, so, so much.” He says.

  “Same.” I tell him, breathlessly.

  I’m smiling so much it hurts, but I remember that I need to confess to him.

  “I pretended I didn’t go to college because I wanted to be someone else. I’m sorry I just kind of threw that at you when you came into the bar, but I didn’t plan on you knowing me.”

  He laughs and kisses me again.

  “I never cared that you were lying. It was interesting to see you find yourself through the act.”

  I pull his face in to kiss and we break apart.

  “I’m going to be studying here for the next three years!” He announces.

  “Oh my god, that’s great!” I cry, causing more people to turn and look at us.

  “I know, I was just in a meeting with the dean. I’m ecstatic!”

  I’m so happy to be there with him that I’ve completely forgotten about everything I worried about over the past week. Absolutely none of it matters now that we’re in each-other’s arms.

  It’s crazy to think that over the past two weeks, my entire life has shifted, and it’s all because of Peter.

  “I love you.” I tell him, as we kiss again.

  “And I love you.”

  We stare at each other, like two love birds stunned by each-other’s eyes. He reaches out and tucks a strand of chair behind my ear. Something about it makes my body crave him, but just as I’m going in for another kiss, he looks at his watch.

  “Crap. We’ve got to get to class.”

  I look toward the building, wishing, for the first time in my academic career, that I could ditch and spend the entire day with him. But, that simply wouldn’t be me, and that is something I have to learn to accept. I am who I am and that’s OK.

  If Peter has accepted me, that’s all I need.

  We both walk towards the class and I reach for his hand. It feels so perfect in my own, and he squeezes as he looks down on me.

  Oh god.

  I’m in actual love, and I never want this to end.

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