“I’ll be fine. I’ve been through worse.”
“Emilia, you’re going to catch a cold. Your asthma.”
“My asthma is fine, and to be honest, it’s none of your concern.”
“Look, I know that you’re going to be more likely to get respiratory infections and viruses because of the asthma.”
How the hell does he know that? I glare at him, but keep walking. It’s already starting to get muddy and my shoes are going to be destroyed long before I make it back. Whatever. I have a second pair. I’ll just make them last the rest of the school year. Soon enough I’ll be going off to college anyway, assuming I get a scholarship.
“Like I said, Gav, it’s really not your problem.”
“Yeah, well, I’m about to make it mine.”
He sighs loudly, like he can’t believe what he’s about to do, and then I feel him grab me.
“Stop! What are you doing?”
It’s all happening so fast. First his arms wrap around me and then he lifts me up and tosses me over his shoulder like it’s nothing.
Like I’m just a toy for his amusement.
Like I’m a damn backpack.
“It’s for your own good.”
“Hey! I didn’t ask for this! Let me go!”
“No.”
I pound on his back, trying not to think about the fact that my skirt is riding up my butt and if he looks, he’ll definitely be able to see my pink lace panties.
And I hate the way my body feels like it’s absolutely on fire. There’s a part of me – a dark part – that wants him to slide his hands up my thighs and touch me between my legs. I want to feel his fingers there, and then his tongue. I want him to play with me, and my body is already wet as I’m thinking about it.
It would be wrong.
Gavin is mean, and he doesn’t like me, and we aren’t really friends.
I know that we haven’t been friends in a long time. Not since we were kids, so why do I want him so much? I hate that my body responds to him so quickly. No man has ever turned me on nearly as much as Gavin does. I know that 18 is still pretty young, but if I had to choose someone to spend my life with, I know it would be him. He’s the only person I’ve ever felt safe with and even now, with him hating me so much, he’s the only person I can ever imagine myself being with.
He ignores me pounding on his back, yelling at him, and he carries me to the car. When we get to his Hyundai, he unlocks the car manually and plops me down in the front seat. He leans in over me and the scent of his body wash fills my nostrils. It takes all of my self control not to grab him and kiss him right then.
“What are you doing?” I snap, irritated at my reaction to him.
He doesn’t say a word. Instead, he grabs the seat belt and buckles me in quietly, making sure that no matter what happens next, I’ll be safe. He closes the car door and I know he’s walking around to the other side.
The problem is that I don’t know if I can take much more of this.
I don’t know what my body is going to do when I’m alone with Gavin in a car.
Shit.
Chapter 7
Gavin
I’M GOING TO JUST IGNORE the way my cock is hard from carrying Emilia back to my car. I’ll just pretend that none of this happened. It’s totally fucked up that I’m thick and swollen just from her rubbing against me while I carried her. She acted like she was protesting, but she was practically grinding against me.
When I hoisted her up over my shoulder, it was all I could do not to take a peek at her tiny little panties. Her skirt rode up, but I kept my eyes plastered straight ahead even though I totally didn’t want to.