I'm eating with leadership as I do every morning, they talk about something I'm not quite interested in. I'm not listening anyway, all I can think about is the sparring gym last night. My hips pinned to hers, the ferociousness in her gaze. I am madly in love with her, and I hate it. I glance back to where she sits with her friends. I sigh, she's looking at me with those eyes again, she's obviously just as in love with me as I am her.
"Don't look at me like that." I say, using our mental connection. It's going to draw too much attention to us, and I hate admit it but I don't want that kind attention on me.
"Like what?" She asks, arching an eyebrow.
"Like you're thinking about the sparring gym last night" I throw back, letting my eyes meet hers for a split second. Shit. I just told her what I was thinking about, the way that girl looks at me makes me burn for a desire I don't want to think about.
"Well now that you mention it" She swipes her tongue over her lower lip. I feel my heart beat speeding up as I continue to think about her. Trying to push her out of my mind I shove some food in my mouth. It doesn't work, and my mind wanders back to the sparring gym last night. The feel of her hips. I grip my fork harder, frustrated with myself.
"Seriously, I can't think when you look at me like that." I finally confess. I glance back at her, why is she so fucking beautiful. The silver ends of her hair rest on her shoulder, shaking as she laughs with everyone else on her table. The way her body curves, and those beautiful eyes. I would stare at her for hours if I had the opportunity.
"You're the one with the ridiculous rule about not falling for each other." I don't miss the look Liam is giving the two of us. She's still looking at me with those beautiful pair of eyes, looking like she wants to fuck me. I remember the night in her room when I told her not to fall for me. That's a decision I will live to regret.
"I'm over here keeping my hands and memories to myself because you asked me to, and you're fucking me with your eyes. That's not playing fair." I tell her, still using our mental connection. Her face turns a violent shade of red, she drops her fork. I don't miss the rage as she bends over to pick it up. Everyone on her table turns to look at her, a few people from other tables do too. Her best friend Rhiannon says something to her, and she nods still keeping her eyes trained on me. Liam set down his glass, looking between me and her. I roll my eyes, trying not to laugh. I told her to stop staring and she didn't, that's her own problem.
"I told you to stop staring" I say my exact thoughts. I keep my face straight despite laughing externally. I turn back around shoveling more food into my mouth.
"If you'd just man up and admit there's something between us, I would strip down to my skin so you could see every inch of me." The thought makes my heart speed up, threatening my face to show emotion.
"And once I had you begging, I drop down to my knees, undo those flight leathers you're wearing, and wrap my lips around-" I choke. The thought of her around me again has me gasping for air, but instead of air I breathe in, I get my half chewed breakfast. My face flushes in embarrassment as the chatter around me stops, multiple heads turning towards mine. My gaze moves over many confused faces landing on a more sympathetic one. My best friend Garrick starts pounding on my back, helping me swallow the food instead of inhale it. I take a sip of water, trying to ease the pain. The number of eyes on me slowly dies down as people get bored of watching me. I look up and see Dain, his eyes full of fury seeing what is happening between me and Violet. It reminds me of the time he kissed her on the flight field, the loss of control overwhelmed me then. How many times can this girl make me lose my mind?
"You're going to be the death of me." I think, mentally directing it towards her. Every time I think about her something like this happens, she really is going to be the death of me if I can't think straight around her.