Chapter 10 - Josette
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The moment his lips touched mine, it was as if the entire world had come to a standstill, leaving only the two of us, lost in the pleasure of his mouth on mine.
His kiss was soft and tender, his tongue gently caressing mine. I reciprocated, my tongue touching his shyly. I felt myself melting into him, our lips moving in perfect sync.
I gripped his shoulders for balance, standing on my toes to get closer. His hands wrapped around my waist, holding me upright, his fingers pressing gently into my skin.
He tasted like sweet whiskey and warm honey, a combination that left me craving more. I felt my face flush, my senses overwhelmed by the softness of his lips, the texture of his tongue against mine.
All the exhaustion I felt earlier melted away as our bodies pressed against each other, his arms wrapping tightly around me to hold me close.
As the moments passed, his kiss grew deeper and more urgent. He pulled me flush against him, his hands tightening around me as he devoured my mouth. I whimpered, surrendering to his kiss. But he pulled back, leaving me disoriented. I lifted my lips, searching for his, but he gently set me back on my feet. Only then did I realize he'd been holding me. I stared at him, confused, but he turned his back to me, his breathing ragged.
"Evander," I called out, my voice trembling.
"What's wrong?" I asked, stepping closer.
But he held up a hand, his eyes warning me to stay back. "Don't come any closer," he growled, his voice low and rough.
I hesitated, unsure of what to do. But something in his tone scared me, and I took a step back, my heart pounding in my chest.
I gasped as he strode to the window, threw it open, and jumped out. My heart racing with fear, I rushed to the window and peered out, terrified that he might have hurt himself. But as I scanned the ground below, he was nowhere to be seen. It was as if he had vanished into thin air, and I left staring out at the orange-hued sunset.
By Tuesday, my excitement about returning to school had worn off, and I was dreading the rest of the week. I'd not gotten much sleep last night, too distracted by Evander's confusing behavior. His mood swings were starting to give me whiplash—one day he was ignoring me, the next he was kissing me like I meant something to him. It was exhausting trying to keep up with him.
I stood at my locker before first period, and I couldn't help but wonder which side of him I'd get today. Would he ignore me again? Act like our kiss never happened?
The thought of the kiss sent a flutter through my chest. My fingers instinctively traced my lips as I remembered the feeling of his lips against mine, the gentle caress of his tongue. A blush rose to my cheeks.
As if summoned by my thoughts, I felt his gaze on me. I wasn't sure how, but I could tell when he looked at me, like a physical touch, sending goosebumps across my skin.
I turned to face him, leaning against my locker. His eyes fixed intently on me as he approached. I felt a jolt as our eyes met, but his expression remained neutral.
I held my breath as he got closer, hoping he'd say something, anything. But he broke our gaze and went on as if nothing had happened.
I felt a surge of anger as he walked on, his jaw locked, his eyes fixed on some point ahead. Ok, so what? We are back at ignoring me. Well, screw him. I won't let him walk all over me.
"Evander." I called out and stepped towards him. He stopped and turned, staring at me blankly.
The hallway fell silent as everyone turned to watch. My face burned with humiliation, but I refused to back down.
"I really don't get it." I started, my voice shaking. "One minute you're kissing me like you want me, the next you act like you don't know me."
A collective gasp echoed through the hallway, followed by whispers and snickers. The noise was starting to attract the teachers.
I took a step closer to him, my heart pounding in my chest. "I know I'm not the most popular girl in school, and I know I'm not the prettiest. But I thought… I thought we had something special."
"Was I just a game to you, Evander?" I asked, my voice trembling. "Something to pass the time until something better comes along?"
"You let me believe you missed me, that you wanted me," I continued. "But I guess that was all just a lie. I meant nothing to you."
The hallway remained eerily silent, the only sound the pounding of her own heart. It was as if the entire school held its collective breath, awaiting his response. The teachers did nothing to intervene. They also stood frozen, transfixed by the tension. I waited anxiously for his reply, my eyes locked on his, and just as he parted his lips to speak, the bell signaling the start of first period rang.
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