Consider Me

Chapter Eleven: Lily

I can't concentrate. The professor is teaching and answering a few questions some of the students in the middle row has asked her but my entire focus is on someone else. 

Someone who is not only paying attention to the class but distracting me too. 

Lucas is sitting next to me. When he gave me the option of sitting either with him or in his lap, it's obvious I chose the former. I can't imagine spending a fifty minute period on his lap with so many eyes on us. Especially the teachers when they know I am not someone who does this kind of acts in the class.

I am a good kid. My professor likes me and sees me as a golden student. No way in hell would I let Lucas ruin it. I told Sabina what the asshole is making me do and that I can't sit with her. She immediately switched seats with an Albino kid on the left row next to me and have been keeping eye on him. I should be feeling better but Lucas is a hard presence to ignore. 

Not only is he super close to me, his body heat is literally searing my right side. I've kept my attention away from him. Lord knows he plays too much when I have my eyes on him like this morning in his car and then outside the classroom. Both times, he spoke to me in such a filthy way, I can't help but picture. 

Fuck, I pictured us in the way he described us. Intimate and alone. Our limbs tangled, hoarse breaths, sweaty movements. God, someone help me. I've never been spoken like this before.

Andrew never did but then again he was busy keeping his dick inside Pippa to ever talk dirty to me.

My cheeks heat when I replay the feel of Lucas's fingers on my thigh. His assertive eyes in addition to his condescending smirk. I gotta say, up close he is even more gorgeous. 

I shouldn't be noticing such things about him but sue a girl for having eyes. My feelings contrary to what I like in men is different. Whether it was the slight flex of his forearms when he was driving, or the wink that disrupted my entire stomach system, I am weak in my knees to admit that he is handsome and possibly the reason behind the strange dips and jumps my heart is doing since morning.

God, just why did it have to be Lucas? Why did I have to find him attractive?

As if he smelled I was thinking about him, the asshole slides his notebook to me and points at the scribble he wrote on the back page. 

Are you imagining us in compromising position? Then he made a small flower next to the question mark. Of course, it's lily. 

I roll my lips and blink a couple times. I need to practice my poker face around him. Something tells me I will need it in his presence. I reach for my pen but he gives me his and smiles. 

Asshole. 

I write back. My handwriting not so neat unlike his. How is his handwriting so good? Ugh, I hate him. The only thing I am imagining is killing you in your asleep. I pass the notebook and watch him read it. His lips twitches as if he's enjoying it before he scribbles something again and gives it back to me. 

Will you touch me or is it no nonsense poison and sweet death? Another drawing of lily next to the question mark.

The poison need saving from you. I write back and decided to add a small hand showing the middle finger. 

He makes tiny hearts around the middle finger then writes,  If you're the poison then I don't mind dying. MY LILY!  

I don't miss the bold letters he chose for my name. As my reply, I cross My of My Lily and write. I am not yours. 

He doesn't like it judging by the change in his posture. While he writes another note to me, the professor calls us by name. Lucas doesn't hear it first so I had to nudge him on his shoulder and point at the professor with my head before he closed the notebook and paid attention to him.