“You don’t have to do that.”
“I know I don’t have to. I want to. There’s a difference.”
She smiled. “I don’t know if I can handle this … side of you.”
“Side?”
“The one that’s so attentive and sweet.”
He winked at her. “You’re going to be in for a lot of surprises then.”
She tucked her short hair behind her ear before taking a seat. He liked her short hair. He’d loved her long locks as well, but at least she seemed happier with this length. Whenever Mitch took her from him, her hair would always look messed up as if he’d pulled her along by her hair, and beneath the layers, he’d seen chunks missing. With the way it had been cut and styled, no one knew the difference. She looked beautiful, especially now with her lips swollen from his kiss.
Sitting back in his chair, he watched her as she opened the science book, leaned in close, and began to study.
Now, before they were taken in the early days of her becoming his tutor, he’d found her so boring, so bland. She never laughed at any of his jokes, never sighed when he flexed his muscles. It was like she was made of stone. Nothing he did impressed her. She was there to study, to help him pass his classes, and that was all. One day, she’d been sitting in the library, looking for the right book, and he didn’t know when it happened, but as he watched her, it was like a switch flipped in his head.
She went from being a boring nerd to someone beautiful. When he’d been forced to rape her, she hadn’t been his type, not in the beginning, far from it. Only, just before they were taken, he had started to see her as attractive and had even noticed these things about her. The fullness of her tits, the shape of her hips, the curve of her waist. All of it meant something to him. She’d started to arouse him, and that, he couldn’t have. So, he’d intended to break off any kind of attraction from happening, which was why he got her to meet him in the first place.
He wanted her to do all of his homework as he was too much of a star to need to do it. They’d been taken, forced together, and in doing so, the feelings he wanted to keep hidden, to drown, had burst open.
Now, there was no way of shutting them off, not one bit.
He wanted her, and he wasn’t going to allow their lines of “jock” and “nerd” to get in the way. His buddies may not like it, even the cheerleaders, but he really, truly didn’t give a fuck. He was going to have Skye, because there was no way he was turning his back on her.
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Skye’s parents were thrilled with her going to a party with friends. It almost made her feel guilty for lying to them. They asked if guys were going to be there and if other people were as well. Their only concern was that they wanted their daughter to have fun.
So, leaving her house at seven that night, she gave them both a wave as they watched her walk away.
The cop stationed outside of her house was there, and she nodded at him as well, before heading down the street toward where Noah said he’d be.
This was having a lot of faith in him, especially after all that had happened between them. He was still a jock, and this could be a joke for all she knew.
It’s not a joke.
That kiss wasn’t a joke.
It’ll all be fine.
Shoving her hands in her pockets, she walked across the road and headed down the short lane, and sure enough, Noah was waiting for her. Not only were they sneaking past their parents, also, the cops that followed them that would no doubt report back to their parents and also Denison.
“I didn’t think you’d make it,” he said, taking her hand.
“Of course I would. My parents were thrilled with the idea.”
“You’re surprised by that.”
She shrugged. “I’ve never had any friends over or gone to a party.” She stopped. “I think I know now why they were so thrilled for me to get out of the house.”
“You think your parents are fucking right now?”
“Ew, no, I don’t think that at all. I hope not.”
“They probably are. Doing it on your bed.”
“You’re gross.”