Total pages in book: 83
Estimated words: 77098 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 385(@200wpm)___ 308(@250wpm)___ 257(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 77098 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 385(@200wpm)___ 308(@250wpm)___ 257(@300wpm)
His hand comes back up and he cups my boob as he presses his hips into me, showing me that he’s just as turned on as I am.
The sound of the front door slamming has us jumping apart. “Yo,” Jesse calls from the front door. “Where are you fuckers?”
“Shit,” Nate grunts as he reluctantly pulls himself off me. I release my legs from around him and let him go. His eyes never leave mine once, not until he pushes himself back into the couch and calls out to Jess. “We’re in the den.”
I scramble up into a sitting position at the other end of the couch and prop my feet up on the coffee table with my heart still racing inside my chest.
Jesse comes tearing into the den with Tyson and Parker and make themselves comfortable. Jesse falls down beside Nate and puts his feet up on my lap. I consider pushing them right off but realize just how comfortable I am. I feel as though I’ve been accepted right into this strange little group and I find, I really like it. I almost feel protected by these guys. A week ago, sitting here with this group of boys would have terrified me, but right now, I feel like I belong.
My body is still coming down from the high that Nate put me in and I find myself looking across at him. His eyes meet mine over the top of Jesse’s head before he winks, making my cheeks flush. He grins at my reaction and I hate myself for being so obvious.
I look away quicker than humanly possible and try to focus on the movie, but let’s face it, there’s no focusing going on here.
My phone chimes and I have to search around for it but eventually, find it on the floor. I find a text from Brooke and am thankful for the distraction.
Brooke – I’m going home with Max. I’ll call you later, k.
Tora – Alright. Be safe xx
I tuck my phone away when Jesse nudges me with his foot. I look over to find him smirking at me. “So,” he says. “You know how to drive now, princess.”
I roll my eyes but can’t help smirking right back at him. “A lot better than you can, douchebag.”
He laughs and shakes his head at me before turning his attention towards the screen. “Oh, shit,” he says with wide eyes as he takes in the horror film. “Everyone knows you don’t look under the bed.”
Chapter 14
Tyson and Parker eventually leave and when they go, a strange tension starts to build, but I don’t know where it’s coming from. Maybe Jesse is pissed, or maybe it’s Nate. Hell, maybe it’s coming from me.
All I know is that I can’t stop thinking about what happens next. When we finally get off this couch and the movie ends. Do I pretend like nothing happened? Do I pretend that I didn’t just get kissed by the Broken Hill bad boy? Or is he going to pounce on me the second Jesse leaves?
I’m nervous as hell and I hate it.
I mean, what the hell is going on here? Nate has been an ass to me for nearly five years and now all of a sudden, I have some ridiculous crush on the guy and am making out with him on his couch? Get a grip, Tora.
“What’s your problem?” Jesse asks.
I look across and realize his question is aimed at me. My eyebrows pull down in confusion as I pull my legs up under me. “Huh?” I grunt. “What are you talking about?”
“You look like you’re thinking really hard,” he tells me.
My eyes flick up to Nate’s before looking back at Jesse. “It’s nothing,” I say getting up from the couch. “I’ve got some school work to do.”
I walk out of the den and pass Trish in the kitchen who stops me with a smile. “Oh, hey, Tora,” she says. “I didn’t realize you were here.”
“Yeah, sorry,” I say. “I’ve been holed up with the boys all afternoon.”
“Were you planning on staying tonight?” she asks as she chops up some carrots.
“Yeah, it gets a little lonely at home,” I explain.
She nods her head and gives me a sympathetic smile. “I bet,” she says. “Dinner will be ready in an hour.”
“Just enough time to get through my homework,” I tell her.
She smiles and I make my exit before holing up in my room, avoiding the boys downstairs. Though, I can only avoid them for so long before Trish is calling me down to eat. I let out a sigh. I’d be more than happy to stay here for the rest of the night, but apparently, normal people like to eat dinner.
I walk down and through the kitchen to see the table only set for three. I look up at Trish in confusion and find her sliding her handbag over her shoulder. She picks up on my blank look straight away and a smile takes over her face. “It’s Monday night, date night,” she informs me.