A/N
I think it's safe to say the vast majority of you are Team Bella LOL.
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In English Lit, I can feel his stare.
Alice doesn't mention anything, but I can see her looking his way intermittently, gauging his reaction to me -taking mental notes, because she's the best.
It's hard to concentrate on the lesson. I want to look at him. I want to see him. But more than that, I want to drive him wild.
She stays silent until the moment we're out of earshot. Biology is next, so I listen with rapt attention as she stage-whispers at a rate of knots, walking towards the lab.
"He didn't take his eyes off you the whole time we were in there. Seriously, his jaw was ticking! He's angry, B. Just ... be careful, okay?"
I stop outside the room, turning to her and smiling softly. "I promise."
She nods and squeezes my hand gently before disappearing down the hall. I watch her go, not sure if I'm ready for this class.
Just as I psych myself up to enter, Edward's there, staring at me. He holds back, waiting. I don't say anything, my gaze never wavering. For a second, his face softens and I think this isn't going to be as I thought; but then he chuckles under his breath and makes an exaggerated sweeping gesture with his arm. "Ladies first."
I say nothing as I walk past him, clutching my backpack tighter, keeping my head high.
People watch as we make our way to our desk, conversations halted, eager ears listening for the next dramatic instalment.
Jessica Stanley passes, throwing a devious smile my way, turning flirty when she looks at Edward.
"Hey, Boo," she starts, all breathy and cheap. I snort, she ignores me, leaning over the desk —over me— towards Edward.
She doesn't get the chance to say whatever it was she wanted to say. Edward cuts her off. "Call me 'Boo' one more time. I fucking dare you."
She stands straight, looking shaken. I smirk. "I was only going to ask if you'll be at the beach on Friday?" She sounds like a petulant child, my smirk stays in place.
I don't bother looking between them, keeping my attention focused straight ahead. I don't care. Or at least, that's the impression I need to maintain.
"Maybe." His short reply leaves no room for argument.
Jessica stays standing for another few seconds, Edward's attention now elsewhere, before she stalks off.
"Cute," I quip, rolling my lips into my mouth, opening my notebook and busying myself with useless scribbles in the margin.
We're both silent for a while, whilst Banner talks to the class. Eventually, I feel Edward shift beside, leaning closer.
"I know what you're doing," he whispers. I ignore him, keeping my focus forward. "You sure you're ready for the ramifications?"
Tilting my head, I look at him incredulously. "I'm so done with your ramifications." I tell him. "That's why I want nothing more to do with you."
"You're a shit liar," he chuckles when my attention is back on Banner. "You think Newton can make you scream like I do?" His breath fans my face, cigarettes and peppermint gum. "Crowley? Uley?"
My grip tightens on my pen. I can feel the heat working it's way up my neck, my skin burning, remembering.
"Does Jessica make you growl and grab like I do?" I turn slightly, side-eyeing him. He gives nothing away, his face impassive. "Does she make you as possessive as I do?" I move my hand under the desk, my nails scratching his knee through the tear in his jeans. "Does she drive you crazy? Make you groan her name into her ear as you fuck her from behind?" My hand works higher, tracing the inside seam on his thigh. "Does she make you want to break the bones of anyone else who touches her, hmm?" His mouth opens, jaw slack, breathing heavier. His body rigid, his eyes begging. He's giving me an inch, and I'm about to take a mile. "I guess it doesn't matter any more," I grin, removing my hand and sitting straight, turning my attention from him. "That's no longer my concern. Just like I'm no longer yours."
The bell chimes loudly and I'm out of my seat before he can reply, leaving him sitting, stewing in his arousal.
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