Carter Miller, is a freshman at UNC. Attempting to run away from her small town in New Hampshire with her best friend Tori by her side isn't as easy as she suspected. With family troubles and her own, she has enough trouble already. That is until sh...
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As soon as I push open the door Sixer sits up from my bed perking up her ears.
Carter steps in and Sixer is off of the bed to Carter. Her eyes light up when she sees Sixer. She bends down to pet her. I close the door the loud music dulling to a low thud of the bass. Sixer holds her basketball Carter let her pick out from Pet Smart a few days ago. When Carter said she would help me pay for her, she didn't lie. She took her to Pet Smart and bought toys, food, a collar, a leash, literally everything. The leash even being a UNC basketball one. Sixer moves on from Carter and runs up to me sitting on her back paws.
"She loves you," Carter states as I bend down to pet her. I glance up at Carter tilting my head.
"Nah, we just kind of coexist," I tell her as I rub Sixer between the ears. She nuzzles my hand with her cold nose and I can't help but smile.
"Mhmm coexist," she says back to me with a smug smile on her face. I stand back up and walk over to her. She studies me cautiously her arms crossed on her chest. "What?"
"Nothing," I chuckle at her. I look over her face and her pushed-up tits due to her crossing her arms. I notice a small freckle on her collarbone as I trail my eyes back up to her face. She is still looking at me skeptically. "Why are you looking at me like that?"
"You're confusing," she sighs. She sits down on the edge of my bed. I roll my eyes at her walking towards my mini-fridge. I have no idea how I am the confusing when she rarely every explains to me how she's feeling. I can read her like an open book but she will never just let me in. I grab two water bottles from the fridge and offer her one. Carter gives me a thankful look and grabs it.
"How?" I ask her. Sixer hops up onto the bed beside her. She gazes up at me unconsciously petting a very tired Sixer. I can see those walls building up behind her hazel eyes and I know she won't explain herself. She never does.
"So, why did you bring me up here?" she asks avoiding the question. I glance her over with a smirk shaking my head. "Can you stop looking at me like that?"
"Like what?" I ask her knowingly. She rolls her eyes at me flipping her hair behind her shoulder. Sixer rests her head on her thigh as Carter leans back looking around my room.
"You know exactly what," she states flicking her eyes back at me. She casts me a smirk back. A look on her face that is definitely tempting. But I didn't bring her up here for that. Matter of fact I brought her up here just to get away from the party. Don't get me wrong I love partying as much as the next guy but sometimes they get fucking ridiculous.
Especially here.
"That's not why I brought you here," I say standing up from the bed. Sixers head pops up as she hops off the bed wagging her tail to her water bowl. Carter raises an eyebrow at me as I extend a hand. Her face reads all types of surprise as she glances at my hand. As much as I want to fuck her, it isn't my intention.
