"Do you understand?" I peered at Hunter and waited for his response. It was the last day of school yet we
still had to do work. Oh how I missed those days where the last day used to be all about watching movies
and mucking around.
Sigh.
Hunter blinked down at the book then slowly nodded his head. I knew instantly then that he hadn't understood
a single thing I had taught him this past hour.
I let out a sigh then pulled his book towards me and decided to give him a step by step example so that he
could go back to it and apply the steps to the homework questions.
There was no way we were leaving this room until he fully understood.
I leant against the table and bit on the back of the pencil as I concentrated on giving him the most effective yet
simple example to follow. I guess I was so into it that I hadn't noticed Hunter lean back against his chair.
My back snapped up straight at the sudden sensation I felt when he pushed my black skirt up and lay his hand
firmly on my bare thigh. I looked over at him and met his lazy eyes.
I lifted an eyebrow and pushed his warm, big hand away with my eyes focused on him.
I couldn't help but think that we were challanging each other for what I had no idea. But he kept putting his
hand on my thigh and I kept pushing it away. Although I knew he was just messing with me because I had
come to be familiar with the action where the corner of his mouth would twitch into a sly smirk. He would
do that whenever he wanted to mess with me or make me feel uncomfortable.
I think at this point he wanted to do both.
Since the excursion I had noticed a dramatic-well for me-difference in Hunter. He still didn't speak as much,
which I wanted to change even though I wasn't much of a talker, but he didn't act so excluded from the group
anymore. He seemed to show a lot more expressions and emotions and acted very comfortable around me.
That was a good thing for him but a bad thing for me only because it showed that he had more advantage. I
still felt shy, nervous and intimidated by him, expecially when he looked at me with that glint in his eyes and
when he would show affection by touching me.
I hope it was affection... because I still had no idea about our relationship. He hadn't even asked me out yet...
Feeling my thigh being squeezed, I pushed aside my thoughts and gave Hunter a slight warning look then
pushed his hand away.
"Stop" I mumbled at him "I'm trying to concentrate"
The playful look disappeared from his face and he narrowed his eyes. Now I definitely did see the
challanging look in his eyes. He put his hand back on my thigh and held it tightly.
"Hunter stop" I told him and tugged on his hand but his grip simply got firmer. There was no way that hand
was leaving my thigh anytime soon.
I let out a sigh, the corner of my mouth twitching into a smile as I turned back to concentrate on the work.
YOU ARE READING
Silent love by missii
FantasíaThis isn't my story but I wanted to bring it back on here.