Temptation

Chapter 34

"No." He heavily stared at me.

"I swear to God I will kill you. We're in the courtyard, Julian, don't play like that. Let go of my chair."

"First, you tell me why you've been avoiding me all week."

"If I could, I would avoid you all my life."

"Mhhh... was it because how I made you feel last time?" He whispered to me. He smiled charmingly as I tried to move away from him.

"Shut the fuck up." I defensively grunted, feeling my cheeks getting red and my stomach constrict.

"Make me."

"Oh, I will fucking make you."

"Where was this side of you the other night? I would have loved you to make me shut up."He whispered in my neck. His breath sent shivers down my body. I froze, and a flashback replayed in my mind. I still felt his print on me. I regained my sense and pushed him.

"You would have to beg first."

"That wouldn't be necessary. I touched you once, and you were ready to risk it all for me."

"I was tired and couldn't take your crap anymore. Trust me. I'm not that easy," I defended myself. I glanced at the courtyard, and no one else was present. He just ate some fruit; I could smell it on his breath.

"Never said you were easy. That'll be disrespectful to you."

"Didn't Agea called you? Why are you here?"

"I saw you leaving when she called me. I had to come to find you."

"No, you didn't have to. I left because I didn't want to see you. So leave, please." I unlocked my phone and started browsing on Twitter. He snatched it out of my hand and put it somewhere. I didn't pay attention to where because I was deadly staring at him as he kept eye contact.

"What the fuck?" I yelled. "Give me back my phone."

"We are talking."

"I am not interested in what you are saying, so can I, please, have my phone?"I raised my voice, getting frustrated.

"When we are finish talking."

"You're not my man. You don't have the right to snatch my phone like that."

He tilted his head and shrugged.

"And I hate when I am talking to you, and you focus on something else. I like your full attention."

"Get away from me. I don't know how often I have to say this before you memorize it in your thick-ass skull. I will never sleep with you." I poked his stomach.

"We both know you're bluffing. Don't act like I didn't make that pussy wet. You wanted me to continue. You loved it. God knows what you did when you went back to your dorm." He whispered to me. He slid his hand on my thigh under the table and slowly moved up. As a reflex, I crossed my legs, trapping his fingers between my thighs. That was the worse reflex ever. I was wearing a skirt. I closed my eyes and swallowed my saliva while turning feverishly red. My hands were holding my chair's handle so firmly; I swore it would crack.