Chapter 35
“You skipped school.” I say softly.
“You skipped cla*s.” He deadpanned, still not turning around to face me. I could see the rising and falling of his back as he tried to catch his breath.
A little smile makes its way to my lips.
“Technically I skipped the rest of the day.” It was supposed to lighten the tension but it does the opposite. He quickly turns around to face me, his face unreadable.
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“Why exactly are you here Ashley?” He questions again, removes the gloves and throws them on the floor. I flinch slightly but regain my composure. He sounded so distant and cold like he wasn’t really here.
“I come to see if you’re alright, I-“
A very cold chuckle cuts me off. Blake crossed his arms over his chest, the muscles bulging. It takes everything in me to stop my eyes from trailing down south.
“Yeah you suddenly care now.”He says bluntly and rolls his eyes in annoyance. “You wasted your time in coming here, I’m fine.”
I narrow my eyes now feeling pissed off at his indifference. Yeah we didn’t exactly end on a very good note last night but I was hoping he’d be more happy to see me.
“What exactly do you mean? I always care for you Blake!” I hissed and walked closer to him until we were a foot apart. “I care a little too much.” I reached over and poked his chest. “And you’re definitely not fine, you’re mad at me-“
He steps away and glares at me. “Ofcourse I’m F*cking mad at you! You’re a very infuriating woman and I’m sick and tired of not being able to think properly when I’m around you!”
I flinch and back away as he advances towards me.
I felt the sudden cold brick behind my head and I knew that I was trapped. His hands come to brace beside my head, his muscles flex in the process.
He’s looking down at me while I’m looking up in those blue eyes of his that always made my heart pound. And that’s exactly what it was doing currently.
“You’re F*cking invading my thoughts when I’m awake and in my dreams. You won’t let me rest, I can always taste the sweet nectar of your kiss. The sweet taste of your juices between your legs.” He clenches his eyes shut like it pained him to remember.
He opens his eyes. Blue meets green and we stare. ” I can always hear the sound of your moans that drive me Fcking insane. Everything about you Fcking makes me insane. I just wanted one F*cking day without thinking about you and you ruined it by showing here!” He hissed, nose flaring in anger.
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