Bastiana has a loving family, two amazing best friends, and a secret.
Over summer vacation, Bastiana and her besties do their best to focus on their bucket list in order to distract them from all the secrets they're keeping from one another. When a...
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During the second movie, my thoughts are so focused on Bastiana that I miss most of what's happening on the screen. I've seen The Exorcist maybe a dozen times, so it doesn't bother me.
While it plays, I watch Bastiana out of the corner of my eye. She has her feet on the edge of the couch as she hugs her knees to her chest. Every time she jumps, her hands fly out to grab something, but I can see her trying not to grab my arm again.
I wish she would, though. The more time I spend with her, the more desperate I am for her touch in any form. The echo of her hold on my bicep from the first movie still warms my skin. I can feel the ghost of her tiny fingers wrapped around my arm and it makes my body warm all over.
About halfway through the movie, there's a jump scare so bad that Bastiana must forget she's trying not to touch me and her hands come back to wrap around my arm again. This time her grip is lower, though. Her small hands wrap around my forearm.
When she jumps at the next scare, her knees drop towards me and she hugs my arm to her chest, burying her face into my shoulder. Her eyes are peeking out at the screen and she's muttering "No, no, no. Don't go in there. Run, girl." And I can't help but smile at her reaction.
By the time the movie ends, she's basically halfway in my lap. As the credits roll, she exhales deeply and quickly releases me, scooting back against her armrest and not meeting my eyes.
By some miracle, it appears neither of the other Rigby sisters noticed Bastiana's hold on me during the movies.
Bastiana hasn't looked at my face since we left the kitchen and I'm terrified to see the look in her eyes when she finally does.
I can't believe I did that. I don't know how I could lose control so completely. When she dropped that glass I acted on instinct, moving her away from the potential injury. But as soon as my hands were on her body and she was just inches from me, it was like something came over me and I was no longer in control.
When I set her back down, I damn near kissed her.
I leaned in and pressed her back against the counter, and she whispered my name. The way my name rolled off her tongue was like hearing an enchanting melody, inviting me in like a siren song. I wanted to kiss her so badly. I almost had, before Carter's voice snapped me out of it.
How stupid could I get? We were standing in her kitchen with her sisters in the next room waiting for us. Not to mention all the other obstacles standing in our way. And I have no idea how she even feels about me. Plus, there's also the small issue of her boyfriend.
Not that Nico is a very big concern in my mind. He's been absent most of the summer. He spends all his time training or hanging out with his team. He's been blowing Bastiana off for weeks and it's starting to piss me off. She deserves better. I know Asher and Ryker must feel the same way.
