My Love From The Canvas

Chapter 15: The jealous type part 2

Jamie's POV

My eyes snap to Patrick when I realise it was him who spoke. I've never heard his voice so angry. I didn’t think he was capable of getting this angry and was his voice always that deep and throaty or was that the anger. It takes me a couple seconds to completely process what he said and when I do I couldn’t be happier. He was defending me no one has even defended me before. Suddenly I feel Patrick’s signature tingles as he envelopes my hand with his, its warmth almost burning my skin as he storms into the classroom pushing past a very stunned Jessica.

Patrick’s POV

The blush that covered her cheeks spreads all the way to her hairline and she starts to chew on her bottom lip causing all my attention to become focused on that single point then a familiar warmth spreads through my lower abdomen feeling my self-control about to shatter I reach up and use my thumb to remove her lip from between her teeth her eyes snap to me when I do. Then unable to stop myself I run my thumb across her bottom lip feeling how soft it is and imagining how it would give to bring us closer as I do this Jamie’s eyes drop to my lips. It would be the easiest thing in the world to lean in just a couple inches. One taste that’s all I need.

I rest my thumb on her chin while I cup the underside of her jaw. Jamie takes this opportunity to lick her lips in the most seductive way possible. I can’t imagine anything more tempting than this. “Please don’t do that, it's hard enough to control myself as it is.” Jamie’s eyes shift from my lips to my eyes when I begin speaking

“I don’t know what you mean.” Jamie looks at me innocently which makes this whole thing much harder. “I’ll... be right back.” I jump up and rush out of the room. I need fresh air to clear my head of all the tempting things Jamie has done to me.

I walk out to the grassy area Jamie pointed out to me on our way to the cafeteria. I sit at the base of a tree and try to relax. My heart is beating right out of my chest, my breathing is heavy, my body feels hot and all I can think about is going back and kissing Jamie. “What a coincidence, we meet again.” I hear a shrill voice from above me which I unfortunately recognize. I lift my head out of my hands and see Jessica smiling down at me. Her hands on her hips still wearing her clothes that unfortunately leave little to the imagination.

“What do you want?” I bark at her as the lust I still feel is making me irritable. She looks taken aback by my shortness but she quickly composes herself before she says “Oh don’t tell me you’re still mad about this morning that was just a joke there’s no need to take it so seriously. Me and Jamie just don’t get along too well but that shouldn’t stop us from becoming friends. You can’t find Jamie all that interesting.” Then she adds with a chuckle “I mean she works in a museum for goodness sake.”

My anger overshadows my lust and I stand slowly before saying “I thought I warned you already. Do not speak that way about Jamie.” I enunciate every word clearly and take a step forward towering over her so she has to look up at me before I continue “Jamie is amazing and if you continue to disrespect her in front of me I will not be responsible for my actions. Do I make myself clear?” My voice takes on a menacing tone that must be more threatening than I’m aware of because she nodded her head quickly and couldn’t get away from me fast enough.

Once she is gone I turn around to make my way back to Jamie only to find that she is standing a little aways under the shade of a tree I make my way towards her once I get to her I see she has a small smile on her lips “My next class starts in fifteen so I came to get you.” She shifts anxiously from foot to foot before she suddenly goes on her tiptoes, kisses me on the cheek and says “Thank you for that and for before.” Then she spins on her heel and walks hastily back into the building. All the anger I felt a few seconds ago dissolved the moment her soft lips touched my cheek only to be replaced by unbridled joy.

I go through Jamie’s afternoon classes in a haze thinking about what her kiss meant. It either means that she likes me the same way I like her in which case I would happily go for it or it was merely gratitude and in that case me ‘going for it’ could ruin the only relationship that I have. Even though I don’t want to be presumptuous I can’t help but hope that it’s the former. I don’t even notice the finish of the class until Jamie taps my shoulder “Hey we’re done let’s go.” I get up and decide that I need more data if I’m going to make a decision either way so I place my hand on Jamie’s lower back as we walk out and move it around to rest on her hip. She tenses up at first but relaxes shortly after.

We walk the rest of the way to her car that way and I catch Jamie glancing my way every once in a while and every time she does I send her a smile or a wink to which her eyes widen then she quickly looks away and of course that blush that I love so much flares up every time she does. I’ve decided to become completely unbridled for the next couple days so as to collect more data at the first sign of hesitation on Jamie’s part and I will pull back.

I stare at Jamie the whole drive back and watch as the blush slowly climbs from her neck to her forehead. When we park in the driveway Jamie suddenly turns to me and says “Do you want to go out for dinner? I mean instead of me or you having to cook.” I smile before I reply

“I would love to.”

“Great, okay I’m going to change. I've been in these clothes too long, let's leave in twenty.” She scrambles out of the car before I can even answer.