CHAPTER TWENTY ONE: BACK IN TOWN

Adam's POV

I felt warm. Warmer than usual. Actually it was rather hot. It wasn't the kind of heat that I got from my bed sheets or a heating pad. It was body heat. I could feel a pulse beating against my own chest. It was like with every beat of my heart the sound of it beating echoed off of my ribcage. My chest rose high as I exhaled and did my best to open my eyes without squinting at the light bursting through the window to my right. I automatically shielded my face with my hand and propped myself up with my other arm..

I ran my tongue over the front of my teeth and glanced down at the girl resting on my torso. Her ear was placed perfectly in the crook of my neck, and her chest was pressed into mine. That definitely explained the pulse I was feeling against my own chest. Bianca mumbled something in her sleep but never awoke after moving a little restlessly.

The corners of my mouth twitched a bit as I watched her sleep. She was interesting. Her curly locks were messy from the events that had taken place last night after I'd agreed to stay away from Ron-Ron and his goons. Her full lips were in a pout and her eyebrows were furrowed when she eventually began to wake up.

"Ugh, please shield that light. It's already giving me headache, and it's too early for that," she complained before moving off of my body and burying her face in a nearby pillow. I smiled and shook my head before patting her shoulder affectionately and rising from the arms of my bed. After the curtains were blocking any light from entering my bedroom, I continued to yawn and walk to the bathroom in only my boxers.

I spotted Drew flying out of his door in his hockey uniform with a hockey stick in hand. He fumbled with his cell phone before sticking it inside his sports bag and starting to walk towards the stairs. But he spotted me awkwardly standing in front of my door with a half naked body.

"I suppose you're skipping my hockey game again to spend time with Bianca in our house," he shot at me with no emotion. Drew looked depressed. He looked like how he'd looked after he'd caught Bianca in an alley making out with another guy. I almost felt bad for him…until I remembered that he'd snitched about me hanging out with Bianca.

"I guess so," I shot back with about as much emotion he'd had when he'd first started talking to me. He didn't show a tremor of anger or jealousy as he took his phone out of his pocket and put it back in a short moment. His piercing blue eyes met mine. "Fiona's back in town."

My heart leaped into the wall that was my chest. I would've fallen over if Bianca hadn't conveniently wrapped her arms around me from behind. Her chin rested on my shoulder, and she watched Drew with intense eyes. "What's taking so long? I need you back in bed," she complained with a cute pout. But I ignored her. A muscle twitched in my jaw and my eyes narrowed.

"I suppose you would be the one to know that, seeing as how you two keep in contact so often." There it was. A tremor in his facial expression. A falter in his body language. I'd hit a nerve. So it really was him giving Fiona details about my secret life with Bianca.

The look on his face couldn't be named. It looked like diligent shame mixed with disappointment. He was still upset that I was accusing him of talking to Fiona. He shook his head with a smile on his lips. Though I knew that the smile wasn't a sign of happiness. Suddenly his face was serious again. "It's on her FaceRange status, jackass. Have fun with Bianca while you can because she'll be here shortly."

Drew didn't stick around any longer to wait on a response from me. He leaped down the stairs with quick speed and slammed the front door. A few seconds later I heard my mother's SUV pulling out of the driveway, signaling that they were leaving to wherever Drew's hockey game was going to be held today. There was insidious worry seeping into my mind. So…she's really back. But she was probably only back for the week as it was spring break time.

I swallowed hard and felt Bianca's hot breath on my ear as she said, "So Fiona's back for you."

I nodded with wide eyes. My teeth nudged at my tongue gently as I began to think. After a moment of that I nudged Bianca's arms off of me and walked down the hallway to Drew's bedroom. I reached forward and hesitantly twisted the knob before pushing the door open. His room didn't look any cleaner than it had been yesterday. There were posters covering the walls of Victoria's Secret models and famous athletes. I kicked a pair of football cleats out of the way before moving the mouse across his computer screen.

"What are you doing?" Bianca hissed from Drew's bed where she was sitting with a worried look on her face. "I'm hacking into his FaceRange account to see if he's been in contact with Fiona."

I could see her eyebrows rising without even glancing back at her. I smirked when I realized that he'd left his profile open before leaving the house. I shook my head and whispered, "Oh, Drew, you really shouldn't leave your account open to the public."

I saw Bianca roll her eyes out of the corner of my eye. She slipped off of the end of his bed and casually walked to me and sat down in my lap. Instinctively I pulled her closer to my body and rested my palm on her thigh while she leaned her back into me. My cheek brushed her shoulder as I began my spy mission on Drew's messages.

There was nothing very interesting on his wall besides the often announcement that he was now friends with so and so. There were a couple good luck wishes for his hockey games from a senior girl named Katie Matlin and the regular flirt stalking his profile and leaving all sorts of comments on his statuses and photos. His wall disinterested me, he had way too many photos, and most of his statuses involved being grounded or him being psyched for a game on TV.

But he did have one message in his inbox that hadn't been read. I guess it's better to be careful than careless. I moved the mouse and scrolled to the message that had been sent to him from a certain graduate.

I glared at the message and felt that muscle twitch in my jaw again.

Holly J Sinclair Why is your brother hanging out with Bianca DeSousa?
Just Now

"Holly J…"

"It was her all along? She's the one who snitched about us to your girlfriend?" Bianca looked enraged. If there was anyone Bianca didn't like, it was Holly J Sinclair. I'd never really understood what Holly J had ever done to Bianca though. She really wasn't that bad. But I was definitely getting some unhappy feelings directed towards her right now.

I shook my head angrily and moved the mouse around his screen until I clicked friends and scrolled down until I found Fiona's name in bold. Her profile picture showed her standing in front of the Empire State Building in a pair of sunglasses. I scrolled down her page and found her latest status.

Fiona Coyne Finally back in Toronto and on my way to thy lovely Adam's casa
5 minutes ago

"Shit!" I yelled, jumping out of Drew's desk chair. Bianca jumped as well and gave me a weird look.

"What is it?" She looked about as panicked as I did right now. I bit my lip and moaned unhappily. I didn't give her a response before rushing back down the hallway and throwing some clothes on my bed. Bianca followed me the whole time and watched me with frazzled brown eyes.

I looked up from my clothes and put my hands on her shoulders. "You need to leave before Fiona gets here. If she catches you here, she'll freak."

Bianca grumbled something unsanitary and began throwing off my boxers and t-shirt. She stood before me in only her bra and underwear with her eyes searching the ground for what she'd been wearing last night. I honestly couldn't help but stare. I mean, what would you do? The girl's a solid 10.

Her eyes rose from the floor. A smirk crawled across her lips when she saw where my eyes were planted. She rolled her eyes and shook her head. "You're allowed to touch, Adam."

"I know that!" I said with faux ignorance. "I just can't help but stare sometimes."

Bianca looked me up and down with a sexy smile planted on her face. She wasted no time in approaching me and trapping me against my sliding closet doors. Her hand was resting on my shoulder while she slowly leaned towards me. Our lips were getting closer and closer…

I want your bite. Wanna feel your teeth in my neck. Wanna taste the salt of your sweat. Wanna rock your-

"Hello?" I quickly grabbed my phone, not wanting Bianca to hear the rest of those lyrics. She grinned, amused at my ringtone before turning around to find the rest of her clothing. The voice on the other end of my phone was too familiar to ever forget. Actually, I was pretty sure that her voice was permanently etched into my brain along with her face.

"Adam? I didn't wake you up did I?" She sounded concerned.

"No, I've been up for awhile. What's up, Fi?"

"I'm in Toronto!" she announced, pleased with herself. Bianca made a mocking expression when she heard Fiona's shrill voice across the room. I rolled my eyes and tried to sound as surprised as possible when I responded.

"I'm almost to your house. I'll see you soon. Love you."

"Love you," the line ended, "…too." I frowned at the phone before throwing it back on my bed and approaching a now fully clothed Bianca. She smiled at me and patted my cheek overdramatically. "Oh, Adam, don't look so sad. I'll be back to play when the witch is gone."

I made a face but didn't bother trying to defend Fiona. I'd tried many times before to tell Bianca that Fiona wasn't a witch, a bitch, a dog, or an oversized giraffe. Though I didn't really understand that last one.

Bianca smirked before turning around to lift up the window and make her escape before Fiona arrived at my house.