Chapter 39
“Turn to page 52-” The teacher’s voice is drowned out as I worry about Arden.
Was he okay? Did they call mom and dad? Questions upon questions keep floating in my mind making me all the more anxious.
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“Hey you okay?” Blake’s hot breath hits the side of my neck bringing me out of my thoughts. The double school desk and chair made it possible to be this close to him.
So close that I could feel the heat radiating off of him. It made me want to snuggle closer to him.We were seated at the far back away from prying eyes. No one paid attention to us since they were busy reading whatever Miss Livia requested.
“I’m just worried about Arden.” I mumble turning to face him. Our lips are so close that if I move a bit we’d basically be kissing. It’s tempting but surely not appropriate or a good idea since we were currently in cla*s.
His blue eyes flicker down to my parted lips. I was sure he was thinking the same thing. “Stop worrying before you get wrinkles on that beautiful face of yours. ” He smiles and rubs his thumb over the skin of my forehead. “Besides, Arden can handle himself pretty well.”
I smile and nodded. He was right, Arden can handle himself, always have. Hopefully his punishment would not be extreme. Because surely he’d not get off the hook when he goes home.
“Miss Grey and Mr Reed, do y’all have anything to add to the cla*s?” Miss Livia asks loud enough to gain everyone’s attention. Blake and I pull away completely. It’s so hard to keep this relationship a secret.
Many eyes were on us, some looked confused whilst others looked jealous. I shake my head. “No miss.” I answered her pending question. Her lips thin into a frown as she glares at the two of us.
“Then do what I requested and stop talking!” She hissed.
I nodded feeling heat crawl up my neck and settle on my cheeks. Flaming red from embarra*sment.
“And for the love of God, the rest of you mind y’all business and get to work!” She roars and goes back to grading papers on the mahogany desk before her. Everyone did just that.
“What page did she mention again?” I asked sheepishly.
Blake chuckles lowly as to not gain Miss Livia’s attention. “Page 52. We’re supposed to read the entire page and answer the questions.”
I nodded, opened the book and flipped through the pages until I reached page 52. I had just finished reading the first paragraph when a warm big hand settles down firmly on my upper thigh. Really close to my private regions.
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