He obviously did care.
“We could start as friends.” He suggested, looking so hesitant I was starting to doubt his status. He was an alpha-ultra and they were supposedly confident, dominating, commanding respect, and all that. But just then, he looked almost vulnerable.
I shook my head inwardly at my silliness; I was trying to see things where there were none. Averting my gaze from his devastatingly good-looking features, cursing myself for when I thought he wasn’t strikingly handsome, I felt a shiver of anticipation run through my spine and almost blushed at my body’s reaction to his.
Damn those hormones making me so... so hot and bothered, to say the least.
“We could try that.” My voice came out low and slightly hoarse and I inwardly sighed at that. He didn’t need to know the effect his nearness had on me.
“Good.” He beamed at me; his face lit up with a breathtaking smile that made me gulp to ease my dry throat. My lips twitched when I tried to mimic his. But, with all the willpower I had at that very moment, I could barely manage to crack a small nervous smile. He didn’t seem to mind, seeing as his smile didn’t falter.
He was going to say something when the bell rung, and I blew out a breath of relief. There was only so much a girl could take. I hurried down the hallway, trying to get away from his captivating charisma, his luscious lips, his scorching gaze and his oh-so-tempting body – I really did not want to fall for him. I knew he was on my heels, though, following me to my next period – our next period. And I felt somehow secure knowing he was there, right behind me.
Chapter 6
Talk About Uneventful
“We could hang out later maybe?” I heard him ask for the 3rd time.
“Well, you see...” I started, desperately trying to find an excuse when Seth, coming from behind, told me chirpily, “Hey, are we still doing that karaoke-dinner thing?”
Damn you, Seth! I inwardly sighed.
I just had the time to force a smile his way when Jonathan said smugly, “I’ll join there then. Where is it?” I huffed then gave him the address in an exasperated tone. Seth’s eyes were bulging, he hadn’t expected the turn of events. Yeah, I still had to find the time to tell him about the agreement.
“So, I’ll meet you there at 6, huh?” Jonathan flashed me a one-thousand-watt smile.
Damn isn’t he persistent! I couldn’t help but inwardly whine.
I groaned in response. He took that as a yes, smiled – yet again – then finally went his way.
When Seth and I were finally on the road, he asked me, taking his most understanding tone, “Sooo, do you want to talk about it?”
I looked out of the window and said in a low voice, “I’m giving him a chance.”
“I don’t have heightened senses... Speak louder, Jas.” He teased.
“I’m giving him a chance,” I repeated in a bored tone before words started flowing out of my mouth like a torrent, “I don’t really know why. I even think it was a stupid thing to do... But he was pleading with me to give him a chance – as friends at least – and I just gave in. I shouldn’t have, huh? What do you think? It wasn’t a wise move, was it?”
“Breathe,” He drawled, looking intently at me. I sucked in a deep breath, then another and then some more until I calmed down.
“Well, it can’t be that bad,” he tried to reassure me. “He’s an alpha-ultra but he’s not forcing himself on you, and that’s as good as you can get.”
“Humph, beggars can’t be choosers.” I muttered angrily under my breath.
“It could be worse baby... it could be worse.” He smiled warmly at me, trying to make me feel good. I cracked a small smile and he seemed satisfied with that seeing as he focused once more on the road.
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Seth and I arrived at Jimmy’s pub 5 minutes late, we found that outrageously good-looking raven-haired blue-eyed boy – no, allow me to say man – pacing on the pavement in front of the door. His brow was furrowed, and his shoulders were all stiff.
What the hell happened? I couldn’t help but wonder then hope that something came up and he had to leave.
“You’re here.” I stated the obvious, feeling kind of frustrated because he actually found the meeting place and got there in time. Childish of me, I know.
He abruptly turned towards us, his eyes seemed to light up when he saw us – me – and the tension of his body instantly went down.
“You’re finally here.” He said, obviously relieved “I thought something happened or...” He trailed off, wisely choosing not to voice out his thoughts, and averted his eyes.
“Just traffic,” I informed him tautly.
Seth softly poked me in the ribs; as a result, I coughed as if to clear my throat then added in what would hopefully sound as an apologetic tone, “Sorry we made you wait.”
“Yeah, sorry man!” Seth exclaimed, lightly scratching the back of his head, a signature gesture of his when feeling awkward.
“It’s okay,” he waved his hand in dismissal. “Now that you’re here, we could start that karaoke-dinner thing, huh?” He grinned wolfishly.
Damn, this is gonna be a long night. I sighed inwardly then entered the cozy place with Seth on my right side and my stupid mate on the left. It was dimly lit, with tables all around, and a stage at the very back — a stage that would be illuminated when it was time for the performers to do their thing.
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