Will Castle be able to resist the school's playgirl whom he has to tutor?
Holly Versace never took anything serious in life. But when her grades go down and her position as the cheerleading captain is threatened, she needs to find a tutor to help h...
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| 𝐇𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐀𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐚 𝐕𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐚𝐜𝐞 |
It's finally time to meet Castle.
This time, I'm actually wobbly on my feet, and can't walk straight. My words are slurred, and my head feels like the weight of a boat.
Even through all the haziness, my irritation never left and I'm still fuming inside. I almost want to smash my head against the wall at how stupid I'm feeling for being jealous.
She didn't even kiss him. She was drunk and trying to lay her hands on Castle.
She was trying to lay her hands on Castle.
Her hands. On Castle.
Her hands. On Castle.
Another burst of jealousy explodes in me.
How can she just put her hands on him!
I'm pretty sure there's fume coming out of my ears as I walk to the back of the house where Castle and I are supposed to meet.
Do I have to put a claim on Castle?
I did put a claim on him so that no one bullied him. Maybe I should put another claim, so the bitches know to back off.
Or maybe I shouldn't since Castle would probably not like that.
But what would he prefer? Himself or a girl with no hands?
I finally make it out of the house and into the cool air. Though, it does nothing to soothe my annoyance.
I go around the house to the back of it where there is no one. Except for Castle.
He's leaning against the brick wall, hands in his pockets. His eyes are already on me, probably having heard the sound of my heels from a mile away.
"Not so quiet on your feet tonight?" He raises an eyebrow in question.
"I might be a bit drunk," I admit, walking closer to him.
His jaw tightens a little, but he masks his expressions, standing up straighter when I get close.
I stop in front of him and for a moment we both stare at each other.
A cold wind blows through, making me shiver. "It's cold."
"Stand here." He gestures to the spot beside him.
I go over and stand without a question. He faces me and leans his shoulder on the wall, and I realize that he made himself a shield for me against the wind.
It's moments like this when Castle does gentlemanly things that make me wanna kiss him more.
"Aren't you gonna blabber stuff like how drunk people do?" He raises an eyebrow, but his voice sounds tight.
