C37 Thirty-Seven

Which meant I’d like her ass, too.

“This your dorm?” I asked.

“Sure is, bucko,” the girl in the car said.

I ignored her as my eyes met the bright brown eyes of the girl in front of me. And as they met my green ones, she nodded.

But she didn’t speak.

“Need anything else taken upstairs?” I asked.

“No,” she finally said.

“Actually, there is one more suitcase back here