I try not to make my glare too obvious "right?" I nod my head at him
he shrugs, grinning.
I sigh and smile at mrs. Brightwood.
Mr. Brightwood who was silent most of the time started asking Kian some questions about his studies and life in college.
I kept my face straight and leaned to Kellian's side "what the heck are you doing?" I whispered with my teeth gritted as i felt his hand rest on my thigh again.
I didn't want to admit it but i shivered as his hand came in contact with my skin, it's surely nothing special but i still didn't want to admit it..
"Me?" He whispered back as he looked at me.
"No, im talking to the chicken on your plate." I glare at him for a second before facing forward again, he was annoying.
"Oh, i don't know what the chicken is doing.." he said and slowly started to move his hand under my dress to my inner thighs.
My eyes widen and before he succeeds to go to his destination-wherever that may have been- i grabbed his hand and dug my nails into it.
He winced slightly.
My insides twisted at his touch and i felt my breath in my throat.
"Stop this before you get in trouble." I start taking his hand out, still glaring at him. I really didn't like this.
Before i removed his hand, he smirks and squeezes my thigh making me purse my lips together as my heart beats faster.
He turned his smile upside down, i could see how much he was enjoying getting on my nerves by the sparkles he had in his eyes.
They looked so much prettier like thi- no. what the fuck.
I open my mouth trying to make him think I'll tell his parents, but he just tilts his head, the smirk not leaving his face.
"Kellian." He immediately took his hand off as he heard his father's voice.
I let a sigh of relief out.
Mr. Brightwood was looking at me then turned to his son.
I felt my cheeks get warm.
did he notice?
"Yes?" The teasing tone in his voice was gone, he became all serious again.
"Excuse us for a moment." Mr. Brightwood smiled at me and his wife before standing up making Kellian follow his tracks.
I swear they should've pursuit acting. Their looks would just be extra points.
I sigh finally calming my pounding heart down... his hand...made me feel things i shouldn't have, things i didn't want to feel..well at least not with him.
He thinks i would sell my body to him, get a grip Mirabelle.
The thoughts made me feel uneasy, and the fact that Mr. Brightwood might've seen that as well...
What if he thinks the same as his son..? That I'm after their stupid money..
The night went on and i had fun chatting with Mrs. Brightwood again, she really made me feel like home, and forget everything else.
"Drive safely Kellian, don't scare Mirabelle by speeding too much!" Mrs. Brightwood said as she gave both of her son's a kiss on the cheek.
Mr. Brightwood's eyes were on Kellian the whole time, piercing through him with his cold gaze.
"Dont forget what we talked about." Mr. Brightwood speaks out, the seriousness in his tone not going unnoticed.
I guess he only has a soft spot for his wife. I smiled at my thoughts.
Kellian simply nodded and lowered his gaze.
Now i know with what to threaten him if he gets on my nerves. I smirk to myself.
I said my goodbyes to them as well before going back to the car, i was so exhausted.
As if feeling nervous wasn't enough, Kellian had to put some fuel to the already bright-burning fire.
I sighed as i rested my head on the window and closed my eyes slowly.
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