Stuck Between Them

Chapter 20: Truce

This chapter is a little small but it serves its purpose. Enjoy and please leave a comment.

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Friday:

"Remember Shawn."

"Who?"

"The guy you took my number from. Before you asked me out, he was hell bend on that you are a lesbian. That is why you turn everyone down, and frankly, I had my doubts too."

We were both walking forward; Hailey suddenly came in front of me, grabbed my face, and gave me a firm kiss on the lips.

"That should clear your doubts." She let me go. "And to clear the confusion in your head right now, you have a girlfriend; go be with her. This kiss meant nothing. Don't think about it too much. We both agreed for this one pretend to date; let's leave it at that."

She just walked away and left me there standing.

Monday:

Although I barely achieved my weekend's study target, my mind always wandered back to Hailey. I could imagine her reasons for kissing me, I saved her, and she took a liking to me, but what she said afterwards was bothering me. Not just that, I am also disappointed because I fucking froze when she kissed me; I should have done or at least said something.

I sat at my usual spot in the library. The place is perfect; I can watch almost the whole library floor. It is away from the entrance, so there is no disturbance. Also, it is near the chemistry section.

I saw Hailey enter the library and head straight towards the chemistry section. I tried to ignore her but fuck it. I walked to the same aisle from the other side. Somehow, she didn't notice me coming. When Hailey turned, she gasped lightly. Like my body had a mind of its own, I kissed her. She squealed at first, and I put my body weight into it by pushing her back into the bookcase, and soon she kissed back. Her giving in was my cue to leave. I wanted to leave her speechless and wanting more. I hadn't planned it, but it worked like a charm because when I moved back, she followed my lips, but I pressed her back into the bookcase.

"This kiss meant nothing. Don't think about it too much."

I left her panting there with messy hair and angry eyes.

Tuesday:

I was standing in front of the elevator. I pressed the down button, that's when I noticed Hailey coming toward me. She wasn't trying to hide the lust in her eyes. I got ready for whatever the fuck she was going to pull off. Just as I suspected, she kissed me, and I kissed her back. The Thing that surprised me was her hand on my crouch. She was rubbing furiously, and it was working. I was getting hard. That's when I realized her game. We were in the hallway. Anyone could see us, she was putting everything on the line, and if I stopped first, she would win. I heard a ting; the elevator was here. There could be people inside. They might see us. I choked and pushed Hailey back, the elevator opened, but there was no one inside.

Hailey laughed; she knew that she had won this round.

"Don't try to think about it too much."

Wednesday:

I was legit behind my studies. Whenever I try to study, my mind drifts to Hailey. She would be on high alert now, so I would have to come up with something she wouldn't see coming from a mile away. I have been racking my brain but so far, nothing.

I was at my usual place at the library. I saw Hailey come into the library. She had mild makeup on, her eyes were baggy, and her hair was tied in a loose bun. She was tired.

She made eye contact which meant to follow her. She went to the same place where I had kissed her before, and I followed.

She pulled a strand of hair behind her eye.

"Max, exams are next week; I just can't study and also..." she trailed, unsure what name to give to the little game, "let's call it a truce."

"Truce," I responded.

She started walking and when she passed by me. The idea popped into my head. This is the perfect chance to strike back. She has let her guard down because she thinks I have agreed.

I got behind her and pulled her back to me by her waist while placing my other hand on her mouth to keep her quiet. I kissed her neck. When I was sure she wouldn't make a sound, I squeezed her breast and rubbed her core with my other hand over her Panties under her skirt.

"You think I would call truce without getting even," I said in her ear.

I kept rubbing until I could feel dampness while kissing her neck. She has placed her hand over her mouth to keep herself quiet. I was sure to push my hardness into her ass. I turned her around and kissed her.

"Two for two, now we are even. Now it's Truce."

"motherfucker.", she said, looking into my eyes.

I let her go and smiled at the irony, motherfucker indeed.