Total pages in book: 88
Estimated words: 88305 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 442(@200wpm)___ 353(@250wpm)___ 294(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 88305 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 442(@200wpm)___ 353(@250wpm)___ 294(@300wpm)
“Not without you. I want a proper date.”
“And I’m not giving it to you.”
“Nao…” Lucy clutches me by the wrist and whispers, “You don’t have to be so aggressive.”
If she knew what happened over the weekend and just a few minutes ago when Reina, of all people, could’ve walked in on us, she wouldn’t be saying that.
Sebastian lifts a shoulder. “If you don’t come with me, I’ll just stay here.”
“Suit yourself. I hope you freeze to death.”
“Cruel.” He twists his lips into a pitiful look. “Lucy, can you help convince her? In return, I will tell you about when she lost her mask while her leg was over my—”
I slam my hand over his mouth, cutting off whatever nonsense he was about to say. God damn him. He’d really tell her about what just happened, wouldn’t he?
This guy has absolutely no shame.
His larger hand engulfs mine and slowly removes it. “Does this mean you’re coming?”
“Fine.” As if I have a choice.
“Have fun, Nao.” Lucy hugs me, skips ahead, then squeals behind Sebastian’s back and mouths, “FaceTime later.”
I roll my eyes as she disappears in the direction of her car.
“I like the way she calls you Nao. It’s cute.”
“Only Lucy and my mom are allowed to call me that.”
“I’ll add myself to the short list then, Nao.”
My cheeks heat at the sound of my nickname coming out of his mouth. Since when did it make me hot? Clearing my throat, I blurt, “What if I find a nickname for you, too?”
“My family calls me by my full name. My uncle calls me Rascal. You can call me Bastian or Seb like everyone on campus.”
“I prefer your uncle’s version.”
“Why am I not surprised, Tsundere?”
“Stop calling me that.”
“But you are.” He strokes the pads of his fingers over my cheek. “My own Tsundere.”
I try to pull back, but he loops his hand around my nape, keeping me caged in place as he continues his ministrations on my face.
“How do you know that word, anyway?” I try to elbow him, but he anticipates it and twists his body out of the way, grinning.
“I used to watch a lot of anime.”
“Otaku,” I mutter.
“I know what that means, and since you do, too, then you’re a geek as well. What’s your favorite anime?”
“I…don’t have one.”
“Mine is Hunter X Hunter.”
“The manga is better.”
“Aha. So you prefer manga. Noted. Let’s buy you some and fuck on top of them.”
It takes everything in me not to crack a smile at the tone of his voice. “Does everything need to be about sex with you?”
“Eighty percent of the time. I’m trying to free your dormant fantasies, after all.”
“I…I don’t have fantasies.”
He lowers his head, surprising the hell out of me as he stares straight into my eyes with his imploring ones. “The stuttering just proved you do. I knew you were special.”
With him being so close, the only thing I can breathe is his fragrance and hot breaths. His mouth is inches away from mine, his lips slightly parting—
Goddamn it. Stop ogling his lips.
Just when I’m about to pull away from him, an annoying voice filters in our direction. “If it isn’t Naomi.”
I push Sebastian away as Brianna, Reina, and a few others from their exclusive club saunter by us.
Damn it. Damn it.
The last thing I want is to be seen in Sebastian’s company by this band of thieves. They’ll never let me live it down and will make a whole big case about how he’s out of my league and blah, blah, blah.
“Rei,” Sebastian greets her with ease. But at least he’s not trying to touch me.
She raises her brows at me. “You aim big.”
“Don’t you have some people to torture or make their lives miserable?”
She smiles. “Maybe.”
“Yours included, Naomi,” Brianna screeches.
“Go take a hike, Bee.”
“It’s Bree!”
Reina inches toward me and whispers so only I can hear her, “Careful what you get yourself into. You never know what happens in dark corners.”
My breath hitches as she saunters away, followed by her clique.
Oh my God.
Did she see? No. It’s not possible. It was only the two of us in the forest. But maybe I was so caught up in the role that I didn’t notice what the hell was going on around me.
I stare at Sebastian. “Did you tell her?”
“Tell her what?”
“Never mind.”
While they’re somewhat close, Sebastian and Reina aren’t so close that they’d sit around and tell each other their perverted fantasies.
My perverted fantasies.
“This is your idea of a date?” I stare at our surroundings.
It’s the forest, again.
Sebastian drove us to a hidden big rock at a nook at the base of a hill. It’s near the place where he chased me over the weekend.
The late afternoon sun casts rosy and orange hues all around us and in the distance.
I should be apprehensive, maybe even terrified, but being back here is once again filling me with that sense of relief I felt when he walked into the locker room earlier.