Romance: Close Encounters Boxed Set Books 1 thru 6 ( New Adult and College Series Books 1 thru 6)

by Cartwright, C. C.

“No, he stopped texting and calling me,” I say, although little does she know I see him practically every day in class.

  “You’re over him, right?”

  “I guess,” I reply softly.

  “That didn’t sound very convincing,” Lexi says.

  “I know, but it’s definitely over. It has to be,” I say wistfully, but I feel a twinge of something inside me. I think it’s a pain in my heart.

  “You need to follow your heart Clarissa,” sweet Lexi tells me.

  “It’s not that simple for me. Let’s head back to the table.” I say, scooting her towards the door. Once we return to the table, Jason and Troy are standing up and they signal for us to go dance. I get out there and get lost in the music and have a good time with Jason and my friends. By 1:00 in the morning we are starting to yawn and ready to call it a night. Deena’s going to stay at Ken’s tonight, so Jason can stay at my place. I rarely ever want to spend the night at that frat house, especially since I know Jason slept with Nicole in that bed, gross.

  I slip into my nighty and crawl into bed and Jason strips himself nude and squeezes into my twin size bed with me.

  “That was fun, did you have a good time?” he asks.

  “I always have a good time when I’m dancing,” I reply. He tips my chin towards him and kisses me deeply as he moves on top of me.

  “Did you hear what I said to you on the dance floor tonight?” he asks softly. I was hoping he wouldn’t.

  “I wasn’t sure I heard right,” I reply.

  “You did, and your body tensed. Your whole demeanor changed for the rest of the night,” he says and I can hear the hurt in his voice.

  “I’m sorry Jason, I’m close, but just not quite ready to say it back,” I say as I caress his face with my hand.

  “No need to apologize. If you’re not feeling it yet, you’re not feeling it. I won’t push it,” he says. Now I feel bad.

  “I care deeply for you and I love being with you,” is the best I can offer right now.

  “I can be happy with you caring deeply for me, for the time being,” he says, offering me a smile. I can’t say those three words until I know in my heart that I mean it. He rolls onto his back and pulls me close. No more words are said between us as we drift off to sleep.

  *****

  At the end of the sixty days, none of us met the challenge, not even Deena! Deena and Ken seem to have settled in together. I don’t see her having hook ups anymore, or stumbling into our room in the middle of the night with some random hunky guy. That never happened again, thank goodness. Although one afternoon she walked in on Jason and I while he was still roaming around our room in his birthday suit and had to drop to the floor to hide his privates behind my bed! It was actually pretty funny. Then one evening Jason and I came back after dinner and when I walked into my bedroom, Kara and Jake were in there half undressed. I guess Lexi was using their room with Troy so they thought they would use my room for their sexy time. We all just laughed about it. I’m not sure if Deena and Ken have made any kind of commitment to each other, I don’t even bother asking her anymore. Who would have ever thought that this group of hunky Close Encounter worthy guys would ‘settle down’ so to speak. Even within our foursome, Deena tried to corrupt us into her way of thinking, which may be common around campus, but Kara, Lexi and I just couldn’t go through with it in the end. I’m actually thinking of hiring a cleaning lady to come in every two weeks, maybe we can all chip in to pay for her, anything so I don’t have to clean, I hate cleaning!

  ~~To be Continued~~

  ~~In Close Encounters 6~~

  Close Encounters 6

  New Adult and College Romance Series

  Book 6

  By

  C.C. Cartwright

  Copyright

  This book is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is entirely coincidental. Names, characters, businesses, organizations, places, events, and incidents are the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously.

  Copyright © 2015 by C. C. Cartwright

  Cover Design by Louisa Maggio of LM Creations

  ONE

  ~CLARISSA~

  It is such a relief to have the Close Encounters Challenge behind us. We have found a cleaning lady who comes in every two weeks and it works out perfectly.

  Jason and I are still going strong. I haven’t communicated with Professor Montgomery since our last phone call. But I can’t help noticing a perky coed in class who walks up to his desk every other day after class to ask for ‘help’. I wonder if he will proposition her. For all I know, maybe they’re already sleeping together. I try to read their body language, but I can’t tell, plus I don’t want to make it obvious that I’m staring at them.

  Jason is taking me down to his house in Emerald Bay for the weekend. Troy and Lexi are coming down tomorrow.

  While we’re there his parents show up unexpectedly right when we’re dragging ourselves out of bed on Saturday morning. They almost hear us, but luckily we had just finished having our morning love session. Jason left the bedroom to go to the kitchen and make us some coffee and I barely let him leave, I was ready for more sexy time. It’s a good thing he got away from me or else his parents might have heard us! Once he got out there, within five minutes I heard some voices, so I listened by the door and realized it was his Mom and Dad. Shit, I would hope the first time I met them it would be under better circumstances, but I brush my teeth, fix my hair and put on some make up and try to look presentable before I walk out of the bedroom.

  “My parents are here babe,” Jason says coming up to me in the bathroom.

  “I know, I could hear from the door,” I say.

  “It’s okay, I just told them you were here with me and they want to meet you,” he says sweetly as he comes up to wrap me in a hug.

  “I had hoped our first meeting wouldn’t be so awkward Jason. Did you know they were coming?”

  “I had absolutely no idea.”

  “You don’t think they heard us earlier? I would be mortified.”

  “No, they just walked in as I was making us coffee. Come on out when you’re ready,” he says giving me a peck on the lips. I take one last look at myself before walking out to the scrutiny and appraisal from his parents. Here goes nothing.

  “Mom, Dad this is my girlfriend Clarissa. Clarissa this is my Mom and Dad,” Jason says by way of introduction. I can feel his mother eye me from head to toe before she offers me a warm smile that I return.

  “Hello Mr. and Mrs. Bancroft, it’s a pleasure to meet you both,” I say with a sweet smile as I walk over and shake each of their hands.

  “Clarissa, it’s nice to finally meet you. We’ve heard such wonderful things about you from Jason,” his mother says warmly and his father just smiles and nods his head in agreement. His parents are just how I imagined they would be, casually elegant. I’ve seen the family pictures up around the house.

  “What brings you guys down here?” Jason asks as we all sit down in the family room.

  “We wanted to go to Roger’s Garden for a few things and thought we would stop in and check on the house,” his Dad says.

  “We drove down last night and Troy and his girlfriend are coming this morning and then we’re heading down to the beach,” Jason says.

  “We haven’t seen Troy in a while, he has a girlfriend now?”

  “He’s dating Clarissa’s roommate Lexi,” Jason offers.

  “Oh how nice. Well we’ll be off then and leave you kids to enjoy the beach,” his Dad says standing up and his Mom follows suit. I guess they want to give their son his privacy to ‘play house’ with his girlfriend. They act pretty cool about it all. We walk them out to their car and say our goodbyes.

  “That was a little awkward,” I say once we’re back in the kitchen and Jason is pouring us some coffee.

  “I know, I’m sorry. I had no idea they were coming by this morning. If it’s any consolation, I’m sure they liked
you babe,” Jason says as he leans against the center island without a shirt on looking so damn sexy.

  “I’m sure they could tell we had been you know,” I say raising my eyebrows and going up to him and pressing my body against his. He pulls me into his growing manhood.

  “I don’t think I’m finished with you,” Jason says putting his mug on the counter. He looks lustfully into my eyes as I place my mug on the counter next to his. I lean into his hard chiseled body and press my hand to his arousal and give it a squeeze. I drop to my knees as I pepper kisses down his chest and continue lower down his abs to his treasure trail.

  “Damn Clarissa,” Jason sighs out looking down at me with a sinful smirk.

  The next thing we know, the doorbell rings and then they start knocking.

  “Shit, that must be Troy and Lexi. You can finish me later,” Jason says wickedly as I stand up and he pulls up his boxers. He gives me a quick kiss and heads to the front door. I pick up my coffee mug and follow him, thinking what a naughty girl I’ve become.

  TWO

  ~LEXI~

  Things couldn’t be better between Troy and I. He is the best boyfriend a girl could ask for, I’m sorry am I gushing and making you sick? It’s been a pleasant surprise because he really has such a cocky frat boy attitude sometimes. But he is always so good to me and treats me with respect, it’s so refreshing after the way things were in the end between Luke and I. I will say that Luke left me with some trust issues that I have let carry over into my relationship with Troy, but I try and trust him despite the fact that those sorority girls seem to always flirt with him. That’s the price you pay when you have such a hot boyfriend I guess. But I feel confident enough about myself to not be intimidated by those girls and if he ever wanted to stray, how would I really stop him anyway. I’m so done with being the clinging girlfriend.

  We had a great weekend hanging out with Clarissa and Jason at his house in Laguna Beach. Emerald Bay is an exclusive community right on the beach. It felt like we were vacationing in a resort, I loved the casual luxury of it all. Jason was a wonderful host and I love spending time with Troy. We had romantic walks along the beach, walking hand in hand. I have never been happier. Troy makes me feel so special, like he only has eyes for me.

  “Isn’t it great down here,” Troy says while we’re walking along the beach hand in hand.

  “Yes, I love it here. I feel like we are vacationing at an exclusive resort,” I reply taking in a deep breath of the wonderful ocean air and gazing out at the inviting ocean. We venture into the water and we get far enough out so Troy is standing in the water and I have my arms and legs wrapped around him.

  “You’re getting me hard wrapped so tightly around me you know,” Troy teases, brushing his lips softly along my lips.

  “So I noticed,” I giggle.

  “Lexi, do you know how crazy I am about you?” Troy says.

  “I have an idea, I’m pretty crazy about you too,” I reply coyly, nuzzling my face into his neck.

  THREE

  ~DEENA~

  I’m at a frat exchange tonight with the house the calendar guy Clay is in. I see him cruising around and he looks as good as ever, good enough to eat in fact.

  “Hey Deena, how are you doing?” Clay says with that sexy grin of his that screams let’s go to bed.

  “Oh hey Clay, I’ve been good. How about you?” I ask flirtatiously remembering the last time I saw him.

  “I can’t complain. It’s good to see you. I’ve seen you from the sidelines at the football games looking good out there cheering for our team,” he says eyeing me from head to toe.

  “Thanks, you look good too,” I say, glancing down at the bulge in his jeans.

  “Want to dance?” he asks cocking an eyebrow at me. Hmm, what kind of dance does he mean?

  “Sure,” I say and he takes my hand leading me to the dance floor, knowing this is just foreplay for us. We dance a few songs and he’s grinding on me and I just close my eyes and enjoy the attention. He pulls me in close.

  “Let’s go up to my room,” he growls into my ear over the music. I have a weakness for this guy and I agree with a nod of my head. He takes my hand and we weave through the crowded dance floor and head up to his room through the back staircase. Once we get to the upstairs landing I see a sorority sister going into a room with another one of the guys.

  “This way,” Clay says because he sees me watching them. We walk down another hallway and into his room where he closes the door. He immediately pulls me into him and plants a hard, urgent kiss on my lips and our tongues devour each other. We make our way to his bed, he starts to unbutton his jeans and slides them down, he goes commando. He steps out of them and kicks them off, and removes his t-shirt and I get to admire his amazing body. Damn, he has the most perfect physique, a true Adonis. He lifts the bottom of my dress up and over my head, leaving me standing in my pink lace thong and matching bra.

  “Damn, you’re freaking sexy as hell Deena,” Clay murmurs in my ear biting my ear lobe and then sucking on my neck. My hands skim across his hard chiseled chest and his abs. His hands cup my breasts through my bra and he reaches around my back to unclasp the hooks and it falls to the ground.

  *****

  I actually end up falling asleep in Clay’s arms and stay the night. Now I have to do the awkward walk of shame. It’s 6:00 am, I am going to try and slither out early, before anyone see’s me. Once I get to our building, I hope no one see’s me coming in. Just my luck, Jake from upstairs is out smoking on their balcony and he spots me. I hope he doesn’t tell Ken, I actually feel a pang of guilt. I don’t like to feel guilty, that’s why I don’t do relationships usually. I’m still not sure what Ken and I have, neither of us wants to make a strong commitment and that’s how I want it. I’m all about having a good time being a USC Song Girl right now.

  I walk into our bedroom quietly and Clarissa is still sleeping. I get in the shower to wash off last night with Clay and then have some breakfast before heading to campus for my first class today. I leave our apartment and start walking to campus and Ken is leaving the building at the exact same moment, how often does this happen?

  “Hey Deena, how’s it going?” he says giving me a kiss.

  “Hi Ken,” I give him a smile and wonder if Jake mentioned seeing me coming in early this morning in last night’s clothes. Judging by Ken’s greeting, I think Jake was cool about it and didn’t say a word.

  “Let’s hang out tonight, get some dinner,” he says and I know what that means, dinner and some sexy time.

  “Sure, sounds good.”

  “Who did you have an exchange with last night?” he asks.

  “The SAE’s,” I reply, feeling a little paranoid by his line of questioning. But hey, we don’t have a serious commitment to each other, he shouldn’t be mad even if he did hear about it.

  FOUR

  ~CLARISSA~

  As I stand near the dance floor with a couple of my sorority sisters at the Sigma Nu exchange tonight, I catch two cute guys standing off to the side checking us out.

  “Hey, she’s Bancroft’s girl. She’s off limits.”

  “Damn she’s fine. What’s he got that I don’t?”

  “Money talks, bull shit walks bro.”

  “Yeah, yeah. Don’t I know it.”

  I overhear them and it makes me sick. First of all, I’m frustrated because yet again I’m tied down and secondly, because I’m not with Jason for the money. Maybe Grant was right to ask me if I do still want variety? I would at least like to be able to be friendly with other guys, even dance and flirt with one on occasion. But as was just demonstrated to me, the guys won’t even approach me anymore. It’s as if I’m married.

  Here’s another thing I have to confess. I still have feelings for Grant. I couldn’t just turn them off, especially when I still get to see his hotness five days a week. I miss his touch. I miss his hands, his lips, his tongue languishing all over my body. Does that make me a wanton woman? I’m sorry if it does, but
I can’t help it. He was the first man to make me feel like a real woman beneath his skilled touch, because he is the true definition of a real man in every sense of the word.

  I find myself swooning over him today in class. It’s Friday and Jason didn’t show up for class yet again. He must have been up late partying with the Pi Phi house, that’s who his Frat had an exchange with last night. I wonder if he was able to keep it in his pants? If he wasn’t, I would like to know because then I would get to start my fun again with my Professor, I think wickedly to myself.

  “What’s so funny Clarissa, you have the biggest smirk across your face right now,” Alex asks.

  “Oh nothing.” I glance Grant’s way and he’s staring at me. I blush ten different shades of red and look away and shift in my chair. His gaze hits me right between my legs like a bolt of lightning. I need to get out of here but fast. I shove everything in my backpack hastily and try to walk out with the crowd.

  “Miss Clarkson, may I have a word with you?” I hear Professor Montgomery request over the hustle and bustle. I let a few students pass by me before I walk over to his desk. He totally undresses me with his eyes and the affect it has on me leaves me weak in the knees and scorching hot for him. I’m clutching a notebook against my chest, thankful I have it there to conceal my hardening nipples. Damn, why does he have to be so hot!

  FIVE

  ~GRANT~

  I’ve tried to put Clarissa out of my mind but it’s been near impossible when I see her everyday in class looking ravishing. Then to see that Bancroft kid looking so smug around her, acting like she’s mine, don’t mess, kills me. I will give the kid credit, he seems very into her, devoted in fact. A sickening sight to behold. What is it about her that is so captivating? Why do I even ask myself that, I know first hand what it is, and it’s more than what’s between her legs, although that’s pretty amazing. She is the sexiest woman I have ever been with and the fact that she doesn’t even know how sexy she is adds to her allure in the bedroom. She’s a natural at making you feel like the most desired man on the planet. The world literally stops when we’re getting lost in each other’s bodies. I hope I get to experience it again first hand this weekend.