The Nice Guy

Jaina knows that her tutor, Daniel, has been interested in her for some time but she's always dismissed him as not being her type, knowing that her friends would never approve of him. But after a night out partying doesn't go the way she was hoping, she finds herself at Daniel's apartment. Jaina begins to see a whole new side to the 'nice guy' she's known for so long and she's ready to give him something she's never given to any other guy...

Excerpt:
I hid my smile as Daniel began to stammer. He was like this whenever the subject between us turned to something other than books.

My tutor was a real sweetheart, one of the nicest guys I’d ever met in my life. I knew he was interested in me. I’d seen the way that he looked at me when he thought no one would notice. But he was too shy to ever do anything about it.

Which was a good thing. I had to remember that.

Daniel wasn’t really my type. Besides that, he was definitely more than a little bit of a nerd. A finance major. If I ever thought about going out with someone like him, my friends would never let me hear the end of it. They all had very fixed ideas on what would make a good college boyfriend, and he definitely didn’t fit that mold.

I had to admit, he wasn’t bad looking for a nerd. A little too skinny for my taste but he wasn’t clumsy, and his face was nice enough. Or would have been, if not for the very thick and ugly glasses he wore.

And the fact that he was currently redder than a tomato didn’t help either.

I tilted my head to one side as I gazed up at him with my best innocent look. “You’re not going to the party, then?”

“N-no.” His hands were shaking as his gaze momentarily dropped to my breasts, before he focused on the papers he was trying to gather from my desk. “That’s not really my kind of thing.”

“What do you do for fun, Daniel?” I was genuinely curious. I knew so little of his life outside of the time that we spent together.

“Y-you know. Stuff.”

“That doesn’t tell me anything at all, and you know it. What’s the big secret?” I placed my hand on his arm.

A faint tremor ran through him. He stared down at my hand, then looked up at my face. I could see the hunger in him. The attraction that he normally tried to hide. And for some reason, it took my breath away.

I swayed toward him, and maybe might even have let him kiss me in that moment, if one of my roommates hadn’t chosen that moment to barge right through the closed door to my bedroom. “Jaina! I need your help.”

“What?” I felt like I was coming out of a trance. Daniel mumbled something under his breath and left the room.

“I can’t decide what to wear.” My roommate, Leah, barely even glanced in my tutor’s direction as he departed. It was almost like she was always telling me: a guy like him didn’t count for anything. He was just a means to an end, a way of making sure that I would be able to pass my classes.

I couldn’t quite believe that as much as I used to.

That look in his eyes…