Friday
Aislen wasn’t surprised when Rhett stepped out from the alley between the classrooms as she reached the art room, his eyes to the ground and his hands in his pockets – but his casual demeanour did not fool her for a moment. She hesitated, and he lifted his eyes, meeting hers, and the expression in them caused her breath to catch and her c**t to throb.
She felt like Eve, she thought, irresistibly drawn to the apple.
She crossed to him, and he caught her by the elbows, pulling her flush to him, his body lean and hard against hers. He stepped back into the privacy of the alleyway, pushing her up against the wall. He lifted her bag off her shoulder and lowered it to the ground without breaking their gazes.
His eyes were intense and the almost oily iridescent sheen that she had come
