Obsession

Jack

Jenson

Fuck college.

I hated being so far away from Caleb ... from my family.

Especially my little brother.

"If you keep asking, I'm gonna hang up on your ass," Lucas grumbled through the phone. "I already told you ... nothing is going on."

"Then if nothing is going on, why are you getting all pissy with me?" I sighed as I stared at the ceiling of my dorm room while lying on my bed, phone pressed to my ear.

"I'm getting pissy with you because you won't leave me the fuck alone."

"I'm worried about you." And I had been since leaving for college yesterday.

"Go worry about someone else," he snapped. "I gotta go."

"Lucas, wait I-"

The line went dead.

"Fuck!" I tossed my phone onto the nightstand and flopped back down on my bed, tucking my hands under my head, gritting my teeth.

From his seat at his desk, Adam tutted and I rolled my eyes.

He didn't understand.

I fucking hated being so far away from everyone I loved. Something was going on with Lucas and I was pretty sure something was up with Caleb, too. He'd been acting ... well, not himself over Thanksgiving break.

Was it because my mom put us up in separate rooms again? There wasn't a lot I could have done to stop that. It was just one of my mom's house rules.

And although Caleb said he was going to show me his house, we never got round to it. From meeting up with the guys, to a double date with Oliver and Asher, and spending Thanksgiving with my family, we were busy the whole time.

And the time had flown by.

Before I knew it, I was back on a plane to California.

Grabbing my phone once more, I scrolled through my contacts, stopping at Caleb's name. I needed to hear his voice. And, if he was as horny, hopefully I'd get to see a bit of him, too. On camera.

Images of that fucking gorgeous body of his flooded my mind, stoking the fire that was starting to heat my groin.

I glanced over at Adam hunched over his desk, blonde hair sticking up on top of his head where he'd kept running his hand through it.

Probably pissed at me.

Good.

Because I was about to make him even more pissed .... I was going to throw him out of our room while I called Caleb. He wouldn't want to be in here when I had the kind of conversation I was hoping to with my man.

I shivered, the movement causing my jeans to rub across my growing erection, making me gasp.

Fuck.

I needed to hear Caleb.

Now.

Just as my thumb hovered over his name, Katie's name flashed up and my phone vibrated.

She was calling ... again.

What did she want this time? Well, the sooner I answered the phone, the sooner I could get rid of her.

Pressing the button, I held my phone to my ear once more.

"Hi, Katie."

"Hi!" She practically shouted down the phone. "Jenson! Hi!"

Sighing, I tried to remember that I was supposed to be nice to her. To maybe get to know her a little. "Katie. Hi." Okay, maybe I should have sounded a little more enthusiastic ... like she was.