The mafia's bride (On Hold)

Chapter nine: tight spot

Great, this is just great. I can barely control my breathing around this guy and my mouth refuses to open. It's like Jonah has a spell on me or something but he's not a witch. No, he's just some sexy junior who just happens to be taking me home in his car. Only the problem is his beautiful emerald green eyes are piercing my own and his gorgeous smile is replaced with a frown. "Pryor did Wade say anything to you?" He asks me, trying to keep his short temper to a minimum. Arching a brow I manage to straighten my horrible posture and inhale a breath of fresh air. "No, why would you say that?" Loosening his tense shoulders, Jonah exhales a deep breath and gives me a weak smile. "You seem kind of stressed out that's why."

My face goes blank at his words. He's right, everything about Wade and Jonah's relationships with gangs are making me nervous but nothing as terrible as this. My head hurts like hell and my heart's pounding against my chest. I've never felt this way about anyone, not even this boy from my old school who really had a crush on me. I did too but it was all ruined when dad said we had to move. Still Jonah's not like other boys. He's not at all what Miranda describes despite her terrifying warning, not to mention my dreadful future that still haunts me. "I'm sorry if I'm making you worry. It's seriously nothing, okay?" My words sound rough especially since I break eye contact with him and hover a hand over my face.

The aura around him is so bright, it's killing me. And no, I'm not a vampire, it's just that his vivid body and luscious abs are really going to do me in. He can't be a normal human being. No one has that kind of body or method to make a girl fall hot over heels for him. Gripping my shoulders, I try to hide my blushing face and the awful visions flooding through my mind right now. I'm so pathetic, thinking such dark things about Jonah. Mom's definitely going to kill me if she finds out about this. But between not being able to see Jonah and facing mom's wrath, not seeing Jonah means a whole lot more.

"Pryor look at me." Titling my chin up, he stares into my dull black eyes and rests a hand on my cold cheek. Smiling he bites his lips and shifts in his seat so that his forehead brushes against mine. "You're not a good liar, you do know that right?" He whispers and I can smell the peppermints from his breath and feel his soft black hair ruffling through my own. His lips aren't that far away from mine either yet a reminder keeps repeating itself through my mind. Wade still needs to see  him after school and me being around him right now feels wrong. He could get into huge trouble and I don't exactly want that for him.

Pulling away, I manage to maintain a straight face and smile. "Don't you still need to meet with Wade after school?" The frown on his face tells me he remembers alright but he also remembers about the kiss I was going to give him a few seconds ago. A grin's hovering over his face while I'm not looking I just know it. Punching him in the arm playfully I can't seem to stop myself from laughing. "Thanks again for the ride, really I owe you big time." Before I pull the handle for the door open, Jonah reaches across his seat and plants a faint kiss on my cheek. "You don't have to owe me anything Pryor. I already have what I want." What does that mean exactly? I'm so curious about what his words means so badly that I almost turn my head and scowl at him. But the bus saves his butt from being interrogated by me.

I almost forgot that we beat the bus here and that means that Jeanna the others are going to see me with Jonah. Hiding my face behind my books, I open the door and climb right out, not even bothering to utter another word to Jonah. The special kiss that he gave me just now was definitely faint but somehow makes my heart melt in two. Is that a bad thing? I mean he's only taking me to and from school behind Miranda's back and trying to protect me from Wade's wrath. But technically I'm trying to save his ass. The worst thing about being around Wade is his deadly brown eyes and his friendly little friends who follow him around like a group of wolves following their alpha. "See you tomorrow," he says to me cheerfully before shutting the door close and taking off in the direction of the school.