Fantasy Boyfriend #2 (A Tattooed Bad Boy Romance) Read Free Page A

greatest
sexual ecstasy that I had ever experienced. Too bad he was such a jerk.
    Actually, it was that aspect of Luke Bradford that I
found so confusing. On the one hand, he was the epitome of a charismatic,
suave, and gentlemanly figure who was not only sexually experienced, but quite
adept at pleasing a woman. On the other hand, it was now obvious that he cared
little for other people's feelings. That was extremely disappointing because he
did have so much going for him. I still couldn't figure out why I hadn't heard
from him in just about a week now. Even if he wasn't interested in me, I
could've taken it if he had sent me a brush off note – anything. All he had to
do was say so. But to have sex with me like that, as passionately as he had and
then not to even offer a word or an explanation through a text message or
voicemail? Not that there was any relationship to break up from, because as far
as I was concerned, one date did not equate to a relationship. So what kind of
relationship had I had with him?
    After the night at the restaurant when I had seen Luke
with that gorgeous woman, who certainly seemed older than any college student I
had ever met, I had a desperately tried to shove him out of my thoughts. Why he
wouldn't just go away and leave my brain cells alone was a conundrum. Surely, I
couldn't be attracted to such a callous, unfeeling, and rude guy, could I?
Well, that was kind of oblivious of me, I thought. I obviously was.
    At any rate, I continued to try to focus on my
classes, complete my homework, and look forward instead of backward. At the
moment, I was walking to my early morning advanced chemistry class and trying
to mentally prepare myself for my first exam. I hoped I was ready and could
stay focused long enough to take the test without thoughts of Luke invading and
interrupting that focus.
    I wasn't surprised when class started and the test
paper was handed out and there was still no sign of Luke. He hadn't been to the
advanced chemistry class in nearly a week and I wondered if he had dropped it.
What, had he just been trolling around different classes, looking for an easy
mark like me? I shook my head. Don't fool or flatter yourself, I scolded
myself. I was no more special than any other woman on campus, including the
gorgeous one that I'd seen them with the restaurant the other evening. He was
obviously playing the field, and I wasn't sure how I felt about that. I had no
claims on him, and I realized that, but at the same time I didn't like to feel
used.
    Advanced chemistry passed without event. I think I did
okay on the exam, even though I had been distracted by my wayward thoughts. A
couple more classes and I would have my lunch break. I pretty much stayed by
myself most of the day, not even joining my friends for lunch like I usually
did when we all had a break between classes at the same time, which was rare
enough.
    My first class after lunch was a nursing fundamentals
class. I tried to focus, but was finding it increasingly difficult. Why
couldn't I shake it? Why couldn’t I shake Luke and images of him and those
tattoos from my mind? Since that didn’t seem likely to happen, I didn't know
what I was going to do about it. Actually, what I wanted to do was confront
Luke, tell him what a jerk he was, but since he was nowhere to be found, I
couldn't even do that. Besides, what good would that do? It wouldn't matter one
iota to someone like him, but for me? It could be cathartic and help me get
past my funk. I wasn't used to confrontations, and I certainly didn't go
looking for trouble or pick arguments with people, but sometimes, something
needed to be said. And boy, did I have a lot to say!
    "You in there?"
    I found myself standing in front of the nursing
fundamentals classroom, blocking people's way. A few irritated glances passed
my way, and then I realized that Vivian, one of the girls I had met in this
class last week, was speaking to me. She was a nice girl, dedicated to her
ambition in