25.

-HER-

“Jake,” My voice trembles when I call out for him but he is too busy with my neck. When his hot breath blows against my skin, goosebumps surface my skin. I find it hard to think straight.

How did I get myself int this situation?

I swear we were talking one moment and the next, I was in his lap and he was kissing me. I let out a small moan when I feel something hard and sharp scrape against my skin. It makes me leak too.

This sudden intimacy is too much for me to handle. I have never been this close to anyone before.

“Jake,” I call out for him but this time, my voice is strong and adamant. I doubt that he heard me at all. I put my hands in his hair instead. They’re soft and silky, tempting me not run my fingers through them but I find him pulling back instead.

His eyes are still back when he pulls back. With his eyes still set on my lips, he lets out a deep sigh before they flicker to my eyes.

“I… uh,” I try to move from his lap but his arms are not allowing me to get anywhere away from him, “Can you let me go?” I ask, peering into his eyes while I feel all the blood rush to my cheeks.

He stares momentarily at me before his arms fall. I get up and mutter a small ‘thank you’ before taking my set back and going back to the papers. His eyes are still on me, he hasn’t moved a bit since I got away from him.

“Are you free this weekend?” He asks, moving his chair closer to me until his knees are brushing my thighs. I gulp.

“I have work,” I bite my lip when his hot breath blows on my ear. I am trying my best to concentrate.

“What work?” he inquires, moving closer.

“Where do you want to keep these?” I ask him instead, handing him some heavy files that I have previously sorted. His eyes are still trained on me. He sighs before getting up with the files and stepping towards the shelves.

I take this moment to relax and calm my racing heart. I still could not believe that we kissed. It makes me somewhat excited but at the same time, my logical part is screaming at me to stay away from him. I have already seen him with two girls and now, he seems to be after me.

I cannot be with him. He is a player. He probably kisses a couple of girls every day. I shouldn’t be so flattered with him otherwise he could take advantage of me. I already have one strong reason to hate college. I don’t need another one.

“Jake, can I leave early today?” I ask him this question for the third time today while reaching for my bag. I want to go home now. I cannot stay with him any longer. He looks at me from above his shoulder as she puts the files away.

He turns to me before speaking, “You did not tell me if you are available this weekend,”

I shake my head at him, “I am not, sorry,” I get up from the seat with my bag.

“Cybele,” he breathes, as he steps in my way, “I’d like to talk to you,”

“Can we talk some other day? I need to get home. I am having a terrible headache,” I tell him in a dismissing tone. He looks hurt for a second before it’s completely gone from his face.

“I’ll text you then,” he mutters before stepping away. I leave his office without looking back. My heart is still throbbing in my chest when I walk out of the college building and head straight towards the metro station.

I just want to go home already. Today was too much for me. I check the phone on my time. I could reach home in time if I manage to catch the bus on time.

When the light on my phone screen dies, I am left staring at my reflection. I gasp when I see something on my neck. I open the camera on my phone to have a proper look at it.

It’s a hickey!

He gave me a freaking Hickey! How am I supposed to hide this from the watchful eyes of my parents? We are not even dating. It would upset them if they find out that I have been hooking up with some random guy.

Well… Jake isn’t some random guy to start with. He is much more than a random guy. He is a player and today, he got his way with me. The worst part is I let him do that to me. To be honest, I enjoyed the kiss when I shouldn’t have.

My headaches when I board the train. I want to get home sooner but I’d have to be careful. Could today be any longer and complicated?

He is certainly trying to get me in trouble and this should be a good enough reason for me to stay away from him.

He is not good for me. Not even a bit. Nada.

“You’re home!” Mom chirps from the living room as soon as she hears me enter the home.

“Yes mom,” I yell back at her before racing upstairs. I lock the door behind me as soon as I reach my room and head straight to the bathroom. I carelessly throw the bag on my bed on my way.

I lean closer to the mirror and examine the hickey on my neck carefully. It’s starting to get darker and appear like a bruise. What was he thinking? Heck, why did I let him do it? I should have protested but I was enjoying it too much to say anything.

I was so caught up in the moment that I and my body both reacted to him and I let him do those things. It’s like I lose touch with reality whenever I am with him. He makes me forget everything.

He has this strange effect on me that my body seems to like the most. It’s like he knows how to control me. It reminds me that he does know something about me and I think I was close to finding that out before we started kissing.

My stomach clenches again when I think about it again. I want to hate it and feel disgusted but I couldn’t find a way to do so. The fact that someone way out of my league kissed me makes my heart flutter.

A part of me is flattered with what happened and I think that’s his catch.

I am caught in his trap.
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