Exposure 1

By L. A. Shorter

Should life at college really be this bad?

Just when Alice thinks life can't get any harder, it does. When she loses yet another job, and her college work continues to rise, she begins struggling for options. Her dorm room is more like a cell, her grades are slipping, and now she's got no way of paying her rent.

When her room-mate mysteriously moves out in the middle of the night, a man comes calling, a man looking for her. The first time Alice meets Kyle is through the peephole in her dorm room door, and it's a meeting that's going to change her life forever.

Kyle isn't a college guy. He isn't like one of the jocks living it up on campus. No, Kyle runs a club, a club with a very special clientele, and he wants Alice to be it's next prized attraction. As her college life begins to crumble around her, Alice finds that Kyle, sinfully sexy and magnetically manly, might just be her only way out.

Genre: New Adult Romance/College Romance
A novella: roughly 20,000 words
The story unfolds over multiple volumes.

(For adults only 18+ Includes sex, foul language, and themes unsuitable for younger readers)

• Language: English
• Publisher: L. A. Shorter
• Release date: Nov 22, 2013
• ISBN: 9781310705519

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EXPOSURE 1

by L.A.Shorter

Published by Lindsey Shorter at Smashwords

Copyright 2013 L.A.Shorter

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This is part 1 of a series.

Each volume is roughly 20,000 words in length

Chapter 1

I'm sorry Alice but I have a responsibility to my customers.

The words were still ringing in my ears. I cannot keep you on any longer. You're fired.

I stood outside, the cold air nipping at the tips of my fingers as I poked at the lock on my car, my shaking hands making it harder than it should have been to stick the key in. Great, another job lost.

I climbed in behind the wheel and gunned the engine, which spluttered to life after a couple of turns of the key. I turned on the heating and a burst of foul smelling air hit my nose. I guess that's what you get with a third-hand, ten year old, banger.

The night was stretching on as I shot down the road, the usually busy intersection now beginning to wane. Despite the warming heat in the car my hands continued to shake, more through nerves than anything else.

I couldn't afford to lose another job, but I knew it was inevitable the way I was going. How exactly could I choose between my studies and my job, especially when they were so inextricably linked. Without working, I'd have no way of living, no way of paying my rent, of buying food, of getting around. But if I didn't study enough, I'd be kicked out anyway.

It was getting harder at college, my assignments taking up more of my time, my grades beginning to slip. Eventually I'd begun to start turning up to work late, even missing shifts on a couple of occasions. No wonder Mr Asim fired me, I'd have done the same thing.

I turned into the parking lot on campus and stepped out of the car. The cold once more pinched at my cheeks as I slipped on the icy ground, my heels far from appropriate in this weather. I was like Bambi on ice out there as I gingerly crept closer to the door of my halls, a couple of guys laughing at me as they passed by.

Looking good there Alice, one shouted. It was Tom, a typical jock, a walking cliche wearing his college football jersey and light blue jeans.

Screw you Tom, I said. I was in no mood for his shit right now.

Whoa whoa, easy there girl. Just trying to be friendly.

Yeah well try elsewhere.

I finally managed to steady my footing as I inched into the hallway of my dorms, the cosy warmth hitting me immediately. I was totally spent as I made my way up the mahogany stairs, past plaques of notable alumni and various noticeboards as I went.

I got to my dorm on the second floor and held my breath as I put my hand to the door handle. Please be out. I turned the handle and felt it immediately jam - locked. Yes, she was out.

I stuck the key in the lock and opened the door to darkness, hitting the lights and spilling a bright yellow glow over the room. It was an unpleasant light, bringing the discomfort of the room into clear focus. It may have been a carbon copy of every other dorm room in the building, but I hadn't made much of an effort to make my spot too cosy. I guess it was because I was never in, never really found the time.

My room-mate - Jen - she was fine. In fact, I liked her, but I didn't really want a room-mate in the first place. I wouldn't call myself solitary, but I certainly wanted my own space. If I could have afforded to live alone that's exactly what I'd be doing.

Jen's side of the room though, that was nice. She had all this cosy bedding and bright colored throws and blankets that she put everywhere. Thankfully that extended to the more communal central areas of the room, so my side didn't look quite so bare.

Did I care? Hell yes I cared! My life wasn't meant to be quite this shit, but it had been a downward spiral from the get go. It wasn't like I had a mom to call up when I was feeling low or a nice family home to return to when things got tough. No, I just had a semi abusive father who didn't care two hoots about me. His only contribution to my life was helping me out with my college fees, something he only did because it had always been my mom's dream for her little girl to go to college.

I sat on my