Smashing Into You •• BWWM
"What..." Eve's warm palm caged my left forefinger, "did you..." and steadily started pushing it backward, "just call me?"
Her awful tone pricked the skin on its way to my ears, coolly numbing the pain she caused.
It drained the energy from my face, leaving my jaw stiff, and open. Dazed, while my brain fought to process that this damn girl was actually crazy.
And I just put myself in some serious doo-doo...
The intensity cut me down to her level. She trembled but still tightened her grip. Her actions too sinister-yet-this strange form of euphoria shot throughout my chest to my core.
"If I ever hear you," even as the four boys stood petrified of the black bombshell in front of us, "Or your hoe-ass friends, call me that again," I was voluntarily trapped... she studied every inch of our faces before her full lips drew closer to my cheek, "I'll be breaking more than just your finger."
I shuddered at the promise rolling off her tongue, along with, the mint that lingered and teased my senses.
But as quickly as she came, she left...
Cyrus Johnson, Blue Ridge Prep's most desired serial dater, despite being a gentleman, is secretly hella depressed and has no intentions of getting close to any girl unless it's his ex or... his ex (she's solely responsible for his heartbreak.)
Until he meets Genevieve Jackson.
The new girl who is exceptional at everything except showing raw emotion. But what can you expect from someone who has grown accustomed to self-perseverance, hidden desires, and loneliness amidst survival?
Just three things to note: stay out of her way, always use her nickname, and never, never tell her she's... 'beautiful'.
© All Rights Reserved
Smashing into You • November 2017
Konita Sasraku • Jellogirl