Total pages in book: 94
Estimated words: 91361 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 457(@200wpm)___ 365(@250wpm)___ 305(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 91361 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 457(@200wpm)___ 365(@250wpm)___ 305(@300wpm)
Red-faced at his words, I pulled away. Pulling out my board from my jumper’s pocket, I wrote. Go away.
But he only laughed and, covering my hand, he made me put my board back into my pocket. “You can just look at me, terataki, and I’ll know what you want to say.”
Weeeeeeird. My chest always felt tight around him. Maybe this was a posthumous symptom of my trauma.
Kellion was pulling my hand, and I knew by now there was no force on Earth that would make him let me go. He was supposed to be one of the most easygoing members of the Afxisi, so why was he so darn stubborn with me?
We were still playing tug of war by the time we left my dorm. Everyone still stared at us, but because he – we – had been doing this for days, they were no longer shocked. Now, they were just...puzzled.
What was Afxisi’s VP doing with a sick person like me?
Honestly, I wish I knew the answer to that, too.
Kellion was quiet as he dragged me to school. I would never admit it to anyone, but his silence was refreshing. He was one of the few people who really got me. Just because I couldn’t – didn’t – speak didn’t mean they had to fill the silence for me.
“I can feel your pretty eyes on me.” Kellion didn’t look at me as he spoke, but I could see the way a grin was tugging at his beautiful thin lips as he did.
Embarrassment flooded my cheeks with color, and I tried tugging away from him harder.
Kellion looked at me with a shake of his head. “It was not a complaint. You do know that, don’t you?”
Tingle, tingle. I hated the way he made my body feel so alive with just a few words. I felt so stupid around him. Those were all just lines, darn it. Why couldn’t I get my body to understand those were all just empty words to get me in his bed?
When we reached my building, I forced us to a halt by digging my feet.
Kellion stopped as well, reluctantly. “You don’t want me to go up with you?”
My eyes bored through him.
He gave me a hurt look. “You’re embarrassed of me?”
I nodded profusely.
Kellion laughed. “Too bad for you, I know you’re lying.” His grip loosened but before I could pull away, he brought my hand to his mouth and pressed a wet, warm kiss against my palm.
Aaaaargh!
He had done it again.
He always, always, always managed to take me by surprise with that.
Kellion released my hand, and I quickly rubbed my palm against the denim of my jumper, wanting to get rid of the feel of his touch. Over my head, I heard Kellion chuckle, the sound low and seductive.
Tingle, tingle, tingle – so many of them it was impossible to count, but I told myself it was because he grossed me out and not for any other reason.
“See you later?”
I shook my head without looking up at him.
“See you later or it’s not your hand I’ll kiss the next time.”
I quickly looked up at him and nodded firmly. See you later.
His lips twitched. “That’s my girl.”
And then he was walking away, like a beautiful elusive dream that I could only have at certain times – but never forever.
When I reached my class, most of the other girls were scowling at me while the guys were looking at me like I was a piece of curiosity. This time, I didn’t have to lie about feeling repulsed. I was disgusted, the looks in their eyes telling me clearly what they thought.
Was the fact that I was sick – that I had Trauma – was that what made me so attractive, so exotic, in Kellion Argyros’ eyes?
My fists clenched, but I managed not to look their way as I took my usual seat next to KC.
She nudged my foot with hers, making me glance at her. Sorry, she mouthed.
I took out my phone. While it was easier to write on my board, I used my phone when I didn’t want anyone reading what I had to say.
Me: I’m used to it.
And I was. There were just some psychos in the world that thought dating a sick person was hot. Once, I heard a guy say that it was because of the way we knew pain. It made our screams sound lovelier to their ears.
Remembering the way the guy looked when he said that made me breathe hard. Around me, the world blurred, and there was no Kellion Argyros to brighten my surroundings.
KC nudged me again with her foot. When I looked back at her, she lifted her notebook up, using it to cover her mouth as she said, “I know you’re not going to like me asking this but...” A grin flirted with her lips. “Are you really sure you don’t like him?”