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)
My teeth clenched. I hate you, Kellion Argyros. The darn biker had turned my life into one big countdown.
I forced myself to concentrate, but it was near impossible. The professor was speaking in English, but I felt like I had suddenly turned Brazilian-Japanese and I couldn’t understand what she was saying.
Time continued to move ever so slowly, and I tried not to fidget in my seat.
*head desk*
But the thought wasn’t enough, and I slowly lowered my head to my desk.
Beside me, KC choked.
Oops.
When I turned to her, she already had her phone out, a message typed on the screen. Did you just hit the desk with your head?
Straightening in my seat, I shook my head. Nope.
She rolled her eyes. You totally did.
I didn’t need that one typed out to get what she was saying, but I just shrugged, determined to lie until the end—-
My eyes found its way to the clock again.
Eight minutes.
No. It couldn’t be. Had it just been two minutes? It felt like more time had passed since the last time I checked. I grabbed my pen, twirling it around with my fingers, trying to distract myself—-
KC was nudging me with her phone again.
KC: Have you gotten better at signing?
I grimaced at the question.
Me: Improving, but I’m still not as fluent as Kellion and I HATE IT.
KC had to smother her laugh when she took her phone and read my reply.
I tried not to, but my eyes were stubborn, flitting back towards the clock—-
Six minutes.
Noooooo.
Something had to be wrong with the clock. It had to be moving slower than it should. It was impossible that just two minutes—-
I put a foot on my mental brakes when I realized what I was doing, realized I was freaking out because it was six minutes until Kellion Argyros came for me and I couldn’t bear to wait for him to take me.
*head desk*
Oh, Ashton. Would you still be proud of me if—-
I almost jumped out of my own seat when I realized what I had started to think, realized who I had been talking to in my mind.
Ashton.
Oh God, Ashton.
But for some reason, thinking about him now didn’t hurt quite as much, didn’t make me want to cry until my eyes bled.
My chest started to tighten, my emotions working like a wrench on the screws of my heart, making sure it wouldn’t stop beating. Was it because of Kellion that I could think of my little brother now without wanting to kill myself?
Even before I finished asking myself the question, the answer was already there, with the way my chest felt so, so tight, the way the whole world around me was no longer a blur...The answer was in the way I couldn’t help looking at the clock—-
Three minutes.
My eyes drifted close, and this time I allowed myself to feel it. All the longing, the excitement, the desire. This time, I allowed myself to imagine. His beautiful face. His expressive green eyes. His rock-hard body. His cock. This time, I just let time pass me by as I allowed myself to remember. Every look, every word, every promise...
The bell buzzed.
It was time.
If time moved slowly a while ago, it moved at the speed of light now. The professor reminded us about our quiz next week. Students filed out of the room.
And then—-
Kellion.
He had stepped inside the room, his eyes searching for me, and when our gazes collided, I could have sworn the floor under me trembled, the way he literally rocked my world.
Just by being there, Kellion eclipsed everything else. He was all I could see. All I could love.
His hair was still wet, like he had just taken a shower. He had also changed clothes, looking even more gorgeous than usual in his black sweater and low-slung jeans. The V-neckline of his shirt showed enough of his chest to make me gulp. It felt like a preview of the rest of what I’d be seeing tonight.
His beautiful face was impassive, but oh, those green eyes. His gaze spoke a thousand words. Hello. You’re beautiful. Finally, I get to fuck you...
Yes, exactly those words and more.
Beside me, KC said softly, “Ah.”
It was hard to look away from Kellion, but I managed.
KC smiled at me. “I get it now.”
I blinked.
“Why you guys are not the type to say ‘I love you’,” she explained.
That had me blinking again.
“You guys already say it all the time with your eyes.”
Oh.
Something inside me clicked at her words, my chest tightening, my heart swaying unevenly, intoxicated by the meaning behind KC’s words.
Oh.
It was so ridiculously hard to be coherent when you felt so much.
After that, KC must have said goodbye and I must have said goodbye back. I wasn’t really sure. I couldn’t remember much of it. I wasn't even sure how I managed to stand in front of Kellion.