Chapter 4

JAX

"What the fuckare you doing here?" Ward growls.

Now me and this guy… we've got some tension.

I don't like him. He definitely doesn't like me.

"What do you want, Ward?" I ask.

"Excuse me? I asked you a question first."

"She's in the shower. You can't talk to her."

"I can't talk to my own sister?"

"Not unless you want to see her in the shower," I say. "Which would be a very weird thing, Ward…"

"Move out of the fucking way," he says.

I almost dare him to push by me. I would love to grab him by the throat and throw him with ease into the next town.

But this is a little more fun right now. Sure as hell better than actually sitting down and studying.

I move and Ward hurries into the dorm.

I shut the door and fold my arms.

He's standing there, looking left to right, hands balled up into fists.

"What are you looking for?" I ask.

Oh, he's looking for evidence that I fucked his sister.

Oh, this is good. No. This is great.

"What the hell is going on around here?" Ward asks.

"Not sure this is any of your business, Ward. You better take off. I'll tell Willow you stopped by."

Ward glares at me.

He tries to be cool and defiant, walking to the table, pulling out a chair. He pushes away the books that I'm supposed to be studying. If the guy had half a brain he'd realize what is going on here.

Ward sits down. He puts his feet up on the table.

"I think I'll sit right here," he says.

"Man, you're a little sick if you ask me. Sitting there, staring at the bathroom door, knowing your sister is in there. Naked. Touching herself… with soap, of course."

Ward instantly pops back up. "That's not funny at all. You want to talk like that?"

"I think I just did."

"You get the hell out of here, Jax. You don't belong here. I'll have a talk with my sister."

"And do what? Tell her she's not allowed near me? Come on, dude, that's the oldest story in the world. You tell someone to stay away and it just makes things… hotter."

Ward's eyes look ready to pop out of his head. "You're pushing it."

"Pushing what? I'm standing right here. I'm being very respectful of your sister. I can't stop picturing her in the shower… then again… maybe I don't have to picture it…"

I take one step and Ward lunges to get in my way.

"You have to pick your fights better than this, Ward," I say.

"Stay away from her. Get out of here. I'm not joking."

I don't move an inch.

The shower stops.

Now to be fair, right now, this moment, I am thinking about Willow. Right now she's reaching for a towel. She's touching herself with it. You know she has to touch everywhere with the towel…

The bathroom door opens a crack.

"I have to run to my bedroom," Willow calls out. "I forgot clothes."

"Doesn't bother me one bit," I call back to her.

"Very funny," Willow yells.

"It bothers me a lot," Ward says.

The bathroom door opens the rest of the way. "Ward?"

"Jesus, Willow," he says, holding his hands out. "You're in nothing but a towel? What the hell?"

I stare.

Willow is very…

I look down at my feet.

All of a sudden I want to give Willow privacy?

"I need to get dressed really quick," Willow says.

She disappears into her bedroom.

Ward and I stare each other down.

In complete silence.

Willow gets dressed in seconds.

So now I'm wondering if she even put panties on.

Or did she just toss on some Puckford sweatpants, a bra, and a hoodie?

Something about that is hot as fuck.

"Ward, what are you doing here?" Willow asks. "I'm busy."

"I can see that," Ward says.

"What does that mean?" Willow asks.

"He thinks we're fucking," I say.

Willow gasps. "What?"

"I didn't say that!" Ward growls. "But… he's here… you're in the shower…"

"Ward, let me explain something to you," I say. "If I'm fucking someone and they're in the shower…? I'm in the shower too. Fucking them again."

"Enough of that talk," Willow says. "I'm his tutor, you idiot!"

"What?" Ward asks.

He looks at me and I just smile. I shrug my shoulders.

"You fucking prick," Ward says. "You let me believe…"

"I didn't say a word," I say. "It's not my job to defend your sick fantasies about your sister."

"OhmyGod!" Willow yells. "Ew! Gross! Nasty!"

"I never said a thing like that!" Ward cries out. "This guy is a liar! He's fucked in the head!"

"Whoa," I say. "I'm just here to study. And I don't mean study your sister's body. Which is amazing by the way." I look at Willow. "No offense. But in those running clothes… very nice."

"OhmyGod," Willow says again.

"Can't I say something nice to you?" I ask.

"Don't talk about my sister's body," Ward says to me.

"Why? Jealous?"

"Jealous of what?" Ward asks.

I start to laugh.

Willow hurries to get between Ward and me.

"Ward, what did you want?"

"Wanted to talk to you," he says. "Can't do that now."

"Is it an emergency?"

"No."

"Okay. I'm tutoring Jax. Ignore him right now. This is part of my job here at the university. I've been tutoring people. It helps to pay for things and gives me extra credit. Okay? This is serious for me. So I need you to leave."

Ward isn't happy about it but he knows he has to leave.

I wait until he's at the door…

"Oh, Ward," I say. "Don't worry, man. I'm not going to sleep with your sister. Okay? This is strictly tutoring. But, you know, if she makes a move…"

"Ward, just go," Willow calls out.

He slams the door behind him.

Willow jumps in front of me and slaps me across the face.

"What is your problem?" Willow asks.

"Truthfully? I hate your brother."

"Oh."

"Can we study now?" I ask.

"Sure," Willow says. "No more nonsense talk."

"Just a really quick question… can I get a kiss for each answer I get right?"

Willow turns and shakes her head.

And to think… this is only day one of this so-called tutoring experiment.