NORA'S POV
"Where were you guys?" Ira calls us out.
We glance at each other in confusion on what to say.
"Um...." I stutter.
Eli extends his hand out to Ira and winks.
Huh?? What's going out?
"I won. Give me 500 dollars."
Ira curses under her breath.
My jaw drops. I narrow my eyes at them.
"What is going on?"
Eli breaks out in grin.
"Eli?"
He hugs Kai. Kai makes a face.
"Thanks man. You made me won 500 dollars."
I nudge Ira.
"What's going on?" I whisper yell.
She crosses her arms and rolls her eyes.
"We had a bet which you made me lose, Nora. I am disappointed." She whispers.
"What? I made you lose. How?" I narrow my eyes in confusion.
"You were supposed to make the first move with my brother." She whispers.
My jaw drops.
She knew. They knew.
Fuck!!! I am so embarrassed.
"What?" I blurt out.
"Stop acting coy. You have a thing for Kai."
My cheeks and neck instantly turn red.
"See, now you are red. So it's true. Anyways, your book trope came true." My eyes widen and I let out a chuckle.
"Stop teasing her." Kai grabs my waist and pulls me towards him.
Ira chuckles.
"Already protective, huh?"
"Damn right I am." He grunts.
I chuckle. My heart flutters.
"Don't you guys have to go back to your hotel?"
During the matches, they stay in the hotel.
"Coach gave us an off day." Eli chimes.
"That's great. You guys deserve it anyway. We should celebrate your win." I smile.
"Not today." Kai whispers in my ear.
"Why?" My breath quickens when I realise that he is too close to me.
He shakes his head in denial.
"Not gonna tell you. Just not today." His voice is low and it sends shivers down my spine.
"Excuse me, I will back." They nod when they look at my face.
"Where are you going?" He doesn't let go of my waist.
"To the washroom."
"Be careful." He tightens his hold on my waist and plants a kiss on the side of my forehead.
I nod.
I walk towards the hallway. Today has been so magical. The kiss, Kai and everything. My cheeks turn red and hot. I chuckle.
The hair on my neck stands up. I flinch.
I keep walking. I try not to tremble. I glance at the shadow. The person looks like an amateur. He is easily letting me know that he is stalking me. Or he wants me to know that he is stalking me. The thought of that makes me want to throw up.
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SHOOTING YOUR SHOT (#1 in Soccer Club Series)
Romance"Everything happens for a reason" Taking the decision to go alone to my brother's wedding was never a easy decision but I took it, even though I hate how I have to face and answer my clan members. But when an unexpected 6'2, brown hair and hazel e...
