Hi, there 😊. I'm so sorry for the delay in update. Our exams started yesterday and well, preparations. I also didn't want to take a break because the period of the exam is a month and that seems like a long time.Updates for now won't really be regular so bear with me guys 😪. I'll try my best to come up with something when I'm free.
And this chapter is also a bit long so I hope you like it.
Enjoy!!!
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Picture of Peter in the media above. He's definitely an eye candy 🥺😌😘
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Chapter Twenty-three
CYNTHIA
"You are Peter, right?"
I ask again, feeling the need to confirm that the person that had just spoken to me is indeed the same Peter I know.
He stares at me still with the same amused look before finally nodding.
"Wow." The word leaves my mouth and he raises an eyebrow in question. "It's just that I've never heard you speak so I was beginning to think you might actually be..." I trail off, not wanting to use the offensive word that is at the tip of my tongue.
"Dumb?" He offers instead, shocking me once more with his ability to speak before I nod my head in agreement.
"I'm sorry if that sounded offensive. It's just really surprising."
He chuckles just then, a rich, delightful and short musical sound that leaves me even more surprised than when he had spoken.
I mean, the guy can laugh?
The most I've seen his mouth do is lift 'slightly' into a smile so seeing him laugh like this, even if it's a short one and at my expense makes me smile a little too.
His laugh is actually contagious.
He stands from where he's sitting from across the class and comes to sit beside me on the same desk I was sitting on. He isn't sitting really close to me as the space between us is still enough for me to put my hand in but this is the closest he has been to me since I've known him and I find myself checking him out.
Peter is actually very good looking in an intimidating kind of way. He has this 'don't-approach-me' aura around him so you just find yourself staying clear of him because you don't want to get on his bad side. To me, his eyes are the most endearing thing about him, also what makes him actually intimidating. They are always guarded and always staring right at you, they look like they have seen lots of things and are just tired of portraying feelings so you can't tell what he is thinking. And then his skin is-
"You like what you see?" He questions, suddenly turning to me and interrupting my thoughts. I blink once, then twice, having been caught in the action before looking away from him and awkwardly clearing my throat.
"What are you doing here?" I ask him instead.
He shrugs, "I just needed an alone time, away from the guys."
"From Wole and Femi?"
He nods, "They had a fight but have made up now and they wouldn't stop chattering. I was beginning to feel a headache."
Aww, poor boy.
"Was that why you were seated alone in the dark?"
He smiles at the question then looks down at me, his eyes staring right at me. I'm not really someone who is good at making eye contacts but I find myself unable to look away from him, staring at the many layers of feelings in his eyes, wondering what made them that way.
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