Part Two
“See me after class.”
8 - It doesn’t mean Anything
Mia
I parted the curtain when he prowled towards me, and I felt small against him. Standing barefoot in just a little cute dress. Licking my lips, I turned around and felt his warm presence on my back. The hairs on the back of my nape rose up when he took a step closer.
I watched him in the mirror reflection, the delicious clench of his jaw as his fingers moved my hair over my shoulder. I shivered at the brush of his electrifying touch and fidgeted with my hands in front of me. His hot breath brushed against my bare shoulder as he made a low voice from his throat.
“What happened?” My voice was barely audible because that sound. That sound. It did things to me that weren’t appropriate one bit.
His ocean eyes met mine throu
