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)
I blinked. One month?
“I’ll give you one month to decide if you’ll give yourself to me. And when you do...” He kissed me hard. “I’ll never let you go after that.”
Chapter Seventeen
Dear Ashton,
I think there’s something lacking in me as a girlfriend.
I can’t explain. And yeah, I know, I’m the prettiest sister in the world.
But that’s a different thing from being the preeeettiest girlfriend in the world.
Love, Your Big Sis
NO, NO, NO. I shook my head vehemently to emphasize the point. Ten days had passed since Kellion came back from Greece, and we were having our 1,999th argument. Or maybe it was the 2000th already. It was hard to keep track, considering how we were fighting practically every minute.
Kellion whispered in my ear, “If you don’t say the words, I’ll kiss you senseless. It’s your choice. Either way is fine with me, I just want to see you blush.”
I turned to him incredulously. Are you serious?
He only smirked. Yes. So what’s it going to be?
Kill him. That was my choice. I’d kill him, dump his body somewhere out of sight, and go my merry way.
But unfortunately, before I could do any of those, the event’s host was already calling my name, the curtains were parting in front of us, and a second later, we were facing a huge crowd of students. Yesterday’s issue of the New York Times included a glowing review of our exhibit, and the school had wanted to officially award us with plaques of appreciation for a job well done. Every exhibitor was to come up on stage one by one, accompanied by their chosen partner.
Mine was Kellion. He hadn’t really given me a chance to choose anyone else.
As the dean waved for us to come forward, I felt Kellion taking my hand and drawing me close. The crowd was clapping and screaming wildly, the sound of their cheers becoming louder as we walked to the center of the stage. The bright lights prevented me from seeing them clearly, making it feel like the audience was nothing but a mass of energy focused on us.
“Congratulations, Ms. Redfield,” the dean said warmly as he handed me my plaque.
I bowed in thanks and tried to pull Kellion with me towards the side of the stage. A quick exit was all I needed, but no, before I could completely turn away, the dean protested, “Not so fast.”
The crowd laughed. Kellion smirked. I...just wanted to kill the guy next to me.
“You haven’t told us who you chose to bring with you up here.” He had asked every awardee that question, and it was exactly what I had been hoping to avoid.
I glanced at Kellion.
His face was perfectly expressionless, but amused challenge shone in his gaze. It’s up to you.
God, this biker.
Already cringing, I focused on some random point on the floor as I mumbled to the microphone extended towards me, “My...boyfriend.”
Everyone in the crowd shrieked. From excitement or despair, I wasn’t really sure. But what I was sure of was that Kellion Argyros was a cheat. Because the next thing I knew, he was pulling me into his arms.
“Sorry, terataki, I lied.” And then his lips covered mine, tongue actually slipping inside of my mouth in front of the entire school.
Ten minutes later, and we were again at the backstage area while the dean called up the next awardee. Kellion was laughing while I did my best to beat his chest. Hate you, hate you, hate you.
He brought my fists to his lips and kissed them one by one. When my eyes met his, he whispered, “I’m so proud of you, baby. Congratulations again.”
God, this biker.
I couldn’t help throwing my arms around him. Couldn’t help kissing him, my toes curling at the sound of his groan as my lips covered his. Couldn’t help straining towards him – but the moment our bodies touched, Kellion immediately pulled away, putting distance between us.
“You always make it hard for me,” he growled down at me.
I didn’t pretend to misunderstand, and I could only look at him with mute desire.
He suddenly groaned, and then he was kissing me again, his hands rushing down my body. I kissed him back with equal fervor. It felt like every day, I wanted him more and more, and there were more minutes in a day that I spent thinking of him.
I held my breath when Kellion’s lips started to move down, arching my neck to give him access. My fingernails drove deep into his shoulders as his lips moved further down. I bit back a moan as his hands made short work of the buttons of my blouse, his mouth tasting every inch of skin that was exposed. Not making a sound became more difficult when his hands covered my breasts. When he pushed away my bra. When he bent his head down and tasted my nipples. One at a time, licking them over and over before suckling on them like a babe.