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- But more seriously, you're cute and all, but..." He pauses, staring at me critically, his gaze sweeping up and down my appearance with disarming directness."But I don't think Jordan would be interested in a girl who still wears Hello Kitty panties," he finally blurts out, pointing out an embarrassing detail I hadn't noticed. Instinctively, I look down at my pants, realizing with horror that I'd forgotten to zipper them up. My face flushes instantly, betraying my embarrassment in a bright red glow that contrasts with the gravity of the situation.Bradley lets out a laugh, a laugh that echoes around the room and seems amplified by the walls closing in around us. His natural arrogance emanates from every gesture, every word he utters. And I can feel him reveling in the palpable tension that has built up between us, savoring every moment as if he were the master of the game.- Two years, really? You're persistent, I'll give you that, but believe me, you're wasting your time. Jordan's not the type to be interested in a kid like you, especially with your childish panties on.His sharp gaze pierces me, making me even more uncomfortable, but I refuse to show him my weakness. I lift my chin proudly, trying to hide my embarrassment under a facade of defiance, paradoxically zipping up my jeans under his mocking gaze: - You think you know me, Bradley, but you're wrong. Jordan appreciates sincerity and loyalty, qualities you seem far from possessing.The words fly from my lips, laden with a shower of contempt that could blow the room apart at any moment. Bradley smirks, surely relishing this power play between us. He slowly approaches me, his warm breath caressing my face, and murmurs in a suave voice: - You're full of surprises, my dear. Maybe I was wrong about you... or maybe not. Who knows what the future holds?- Besides... what makes you think Jordan wouldn't be interested in me?He doesn't deign to answer, displaying an air of nonchalance that annoys me to no end. I look at him, puzzled, wondering what he's up to. He takes a step forward, but my body reacts before my brain can analyze the situation, instinctively pushing me back.- I'm not going to devour you, doll," he sneers, placing his hand on the wall right next to my head. The tension between us is palpable, his mocking gaze contrasting with my growing unease. At the same moment, the door to the room where Jordan was staying with his girlfriend opens, drawing my attention. I see them return, complicit, and my heart races."Kimberly, Bradley? What are you doing here?" Jordan asks accusingly, his gaze scanning us .A hesitation shows in my eyes , as Bradley, nonchalant and casual, speaks up with a smirk: "I was teaching Kimy how to kiss with her tongue."My eyes widen, my cheeks flush with embarrassment. I'm about to deny his lie, but Jordan cuts me off by speaking first: - Ah... Really?- N-hann-gemis-je, The words dying in my throat as Bradley abruptly grips my waist insistently, his gaze fixed in mine, superbly ignoring the presence of Jordan and his girlfriend. A shiver of discomfort runs through me, as the tension between us becomes palpable.- Yes, since I'm telling you," he replies, casually, pulling away from me slightly, "and you... I mean, what about you?He turns now to face them, Jordan seems hesitant at first but finally lets go serenely:- Nothing very important.- We'll leave you to it," he finishes, continuing on his way with his girlfriend. When they're far enough away from us, I turn to him with a frown on my face: - Why did you lie to him?!He tilts his head back: - I was helping you.I raise an eyebrow: - With what?- He's not going to be interested in you, Kimy, running after him like a good doggie.I roll my eyes exaggeratedly at the nickname he's just given me and ask sarcastically:- Ah... so what do you think I should do to interest him?- You should ignore him.A nervous laugh escapes me, this is the second time I've spoken to Jordan in two years and he wants me to ignore him? Bullshit.- No way in hell!- As a boy, I'd feel prouder dating a girl I had a hard time winning over than a girl I got easily. Men like the chase, Kimberly, and you... how can I put this? You've won him over.- How can I be won over if he doesn't know I love him?- Jordan knows it, everyone knows it, you're just the only one who doesn't realize it.- That's not true.- If that's the case," he contradicts me, tilting his head slightly to one side, "you know what? I'm going to help you win Jordan's heart.- What makes you think I need your help?- Because you won't get it from anyone else, and I'm Jordan's best friend, so I know more about him than anyone else, including his preferences in girls.- Why would you want to help me?" I asked suspiciously, "What's in it for you?- Let's just say I'm bored, and you seem like a good distraction.
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