After what felt like eternity talking to Christina about what happened between Eric and me, her and Will finally decide to head to the mess hall for dinner. I can't remember the last time I ate so I tagged along and hoped that there are other people there so I don't have to play the third wheel.
We get to the mess hall and it is almost full, Uriah beckons us over and I can see from the smile on Chris' face that she is going to tell everyone in our group, and possibly the whole compound, about Eric and I. Saving myself the embarrassment of everyone staring at me and laughing at my expense and a massive 'I Told you so' from everyone I hunt the hall looking for somewhere else to sit. Of course the only other place to sit would be at the leaders table… next to Eric. Convincing myself it would be easier to sit there than with my friends I make my way over to Eric and the other leaders.
"Can I sit here?" I ask them when I reach their table. Everyone looks up and smiles at me telling me I can. When I sit down next to Eric he looks me over with a smirk on his face. The stupid smirk that makes him look sexy as hell.
"Why are you not sitting with your friends?" He asks me.
"Christina interrogated me about what happened earlier and the other night." I tell him and he laughs at me. "Hey it's not funny, she's probably told everyone by now and no doubt exaggerated it." I say hitting his arm.
"You're not exactly helping us by sitting here, next to me, are you?" he asks, still smiling.
"Yeah yeah, I know. But its better sitting here with them staring than sitting with them and being asked a thousand questions a minute." I reply. He laughs and nods his head.
"Fair enough. So are you ready for training in the morning?"
"I think so. What will we be doing?" I ask him. He smirks at me before speaking.
"You'll just have to wait and see."
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"Hey Tris what was going on between you and Eric at dinner?" Four asks as he runs down the corridor from the leaders offices to catch up with me.
"We were just talking about the leadership training I will be starting in the morning. Why do you care?" I answer once he finally walks beside me.
"He's dangerous and I don't think that spending more time with him than you need to outside training is safe. You saw what he was like during initiation." He replies. I stop immediately and turn to face him.
"Four, everyone in Dauntless is dangerous, we all know how to fight, throw a knife and shoot a gun and for your information once you actually get to know him he's actually nice. He told me about you spreading lies about him, saying it was he who changed the rules when in fact it was Max who wanted tougher rules on conceding. Eric is actually trying to get them changed back and seeing as I am about to start the leadership programme I might be able to help him with that. And yes I know what he was like during initiation but if you actually look at what he did you will see that everything had a reason; he just might not have gone the right way about it. Now I don't know why you don't like him and frankly I don't care. So stop trying to 'protect' me from him because I don't need you or anyone else to. So if that's everything I'm leaving and don't follow me." I tell him and walk off to my apartment.
When I start to edge closer to my door I see Eric walking down from the other side of the corridor. He looks up as he passes my door and spots me just passing his.
"Hello again." I tell him and smile. "Guess who has just decided that I should not spend time with you outside of training because you are dangerous and I'm not safe with you?" I ask him. He quirks his pierced eyebrow up and looks at me before a small smirk begins to form on his lips.
"That must be the same person who threatened to kill me if I lay one hand on you as I left my office about 5 minutes ago." He tells me with a small laugh.
"You're kidding me right?" I ask him and he merely laughs.
"I wish. It was actually quite funny though."
"Why does he seem to think that he has to protect me anymore, I'm no longer an initiate and I finished first in initiation? I think I can handle myself." I say with a sigh.
"I bet you can." Eric replies, his voice low. I feel my stomach flip at the way his tone changed to easily.
"Want to come in for a drink?" I ask him as I walk over to my apartment door, where he is standing.
"Sure. I got time." I brush my shoulder past him as I reach over to type in the code for the door.
I push it open and walk through to the kitchen. Eric told me at dinner that he left a bottle of whisky in one of the cupboards. He said I was going to need it at some point during the leadership training but I decide to open it now and have a drink with him.
I grab the bottle and two glasses and head over to the couch where he is already sitting. I place the glasses on the table and pour whisky into each before handing one to Eric. Our fingers brush against each other when he takes it and it sends electricity through my arm.
"To the start of a new life in Dauntless: as a full member." He tells me and we both down the glasses.
It burns the back of my throat and Eric must have noticed because he laughs at me.
"It's not my fault I have never had any before, I came from abnegation remember." I tell him and he laughs at me.
"If I didn't know you I would never guess you came from abnegation."
"Oh really, where do you think I would have come from?" I ask him.
"I don't know, Amity." He says with the incredibly sexy smirk that makes me go weak at the knees. I hit his arm playfully.
"I hate singing. It would never have worked." I say, mimicking his words from the other night.
We both end up laughing and I can't help but listen to his laugh, its deep and like almost every other thing about him it makes my stomach flip and my knees fell weak beneath me. He places his glass back on the table and stands up.
"I should probably be going." He tells me as I stand up also.
"Yeah you probably should." I reply.
Before he can even make a move to step past me I reach up and pull his head down to capture his lips with mine. My arms wrap around his neck with my fingers playing with the small hairs at the back of his head. His hands grip my waist and tighten when I deepen the kiss. I jump up and wrap my legs around his waist and his hands catch me, pulling me impossibly closer. He begins walking to the bedroom and kicks the door open when he gets there; laying me down on the bed before nudging my legs apart to kneel down between them. Our lips meet again our a tongues battle against each other with passion as his hands find them hem of my shirt and his finger push it up. His touch on my skin ignites my blood and it feels like its burning through my veins. He breaks our kiss with a smirk on his face and his pupils are blown wide with lust.
"Or I could just stay here." He tells me, out of breath.
"I like that idea must better." I tell him before pulling him back down to kiss me again.