Chapter 18: You look like you're mine

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Huxley's POV

I kiss her.

Something I've been wanting to do for a long time now. And it's happening. It all feels so surreal to me.

My lips move slowly over her soft ones. She tastes sweeter than I could've ever imagined. It's addicting, I want more. I tighten my grip on her, gripping her hips harder with my cold hands.

Estelle gasps when I lock her hips into my arms more firmly. I start to move my lips faster also putting more pressure on hers. I want to taste more. I use this as an opportunity to slide my tongue into her mouth.

Gosh, she's heavenly.

I slowly remove one hand from her hip and cup her cheek with it. Soft skin, soft lips, everything. She feels amazing. The kiss lasts for quite some time. But then we both seem to realise that we're still in public and we slowly pull apart.

When her lips leave mine I already miss how amazing she made me feel when we were kissing. I use my thumb brush her lips while meeting her eyes. Her grey ones stare right into mine. Her face is decorated with a cute red blush and a timid smile.

My thumb is still moving over her plump lips. I look at them with much appreciation but snap up when she calls my name.

"Huxley, people are staring." She almost whispers.

I smile. Should I care?

I look around to see many surprised faces around us. I turn to see Dorian and Samara smiling happily at us. Jake and Kaia are grinning like idiots, and Miles is nodding his head at me in approval. I shake my head.

"You know what, fuck them." I say.

I pull Estelle close to me and kiss her for a second time.

It's only for a second because I put some distance between us again.

She shakes her head at me. "What happened to you?" She says surprised, yet happy.

"I just got the best kiss of my life. That's what happened." I say proudly.

How can I keep my hands off her when she's looking this pretty wearing my jersey. It's definitely too big on her, but that makes it charming. I take a second to appreciate her.

"You should wear this at every one of my games." I say while pointing at the jersey.

Estelle flutters her lashes, giving me a fake innocent look. "Why? Do you like it?"

I take a deep breath. "Don't play Sunshine."

"What. I'm being serious." She gives me a daring look.

"I do like it. Too much." I say.

A slightly shocked expression shows up on her face.

"I love it. You look like you're mine." I say lowly.

Her shocked face changes into a surprised one. I laugh at that.

"Huxley, stop saying things like that in public." She seems serious.

I smile. "So only in private then?"

"Let me consider it." She says jokingly.

Our little conversation gets interrupted by Jake and Dorian.

"Dude! Way to go!" Dorian says.

Jake smiles. "Finally man. Estelle you should've seen the way he's been acting the last few weeks, man's down bad."

I slap Jake's head. "Shut the fuck up. Like you're one to talk."

Jake puts his hands up in surrender. "Dude chill."

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