❝Goddammit! I hate you! I hate you and your dumb voice! and your stupid muscles and your awfully attractive face!❞
❝You think I'm attractive?❞
❝Fuck no!❞
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Dangerous, wild and rebellious.
Calm, cool and collected.
Darya just wan...
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"I never knew you both had something going on." Kai exclaims, getting down from my bike while I plant my feet on the floor for stability.
Fuck.
I hate that we were interrupted, but what I hate most is that we were interrupted by all of our friends; Kai, Lucy and Chanel. I wonder how the girls are drilling the answers out of Petrov though.
"Kai," I breathe out, a method I adopted to ease out my anger. "If you talk about what you saw again, I'll punch you in your fucking throat."
He takes a step back, holding up his hands in surrender as I turn off the engine of my bike and coming off it.
"Just one question though," he mutters and I roll my eyes, placing my helmet under my arm as I walk out of the garage.
"And that is?"
"I thought you both couldn't stand yourself," he asked with a puzzled tone, sounding completely confused. "but you were about to kiss. Did I miss a fucking chapter?"
I bite back a smile and cleared my throat. "What exactly is your question?"
"Are you in a secret relationship?" he blurts and I turn around to face him.
"No, I don't even like her." Lie. "We were just threatening ourselves."
Kai lifts a brow like he absolutely doesn't believe a thing I said. "Threatening yourselves? With her gripping your shirt and your hand around her waist? Why don't you threaten me like that then?"
That was what caught me and I throw my head back in laughter, continuing my walk while he falls in step beside me. "Dude what the hell is your problem?"
He shrugs with a smile, his grip on his backpack strap tightening. "You can't blame me. I'm just curious."
I shake my head with a sigh, pulling out my keys from my pocket. "It's nothing. We were just playing around."
That's what's driving me crazy. That's what making me almost pull my hair out in frustration, because I don't want to play around. As much as I try to deny, as much as I try to dispute it, I can't avoid the fact I want Petrov. I'm not talking about wanting her like for marriage, or to even be my long term. Call me a jerk or not but I just want her; want to know how her skin feels beneath my touch, how soft her plump lips are. Every-time i see her, the urge to kiss her envelopes all my body and that, that's what's driving me fucking crazy.
"Ethan!" Kai snaps and I pull myself out of my thoughts, shaking those immoral thoughts out of my mind.
"Yeah?"
"Are you good?" he asks, a hint of worry in his voice. "you've been standing there with the key in your hands for a while now, completely blanked out. Did something happen?"
"Oh yeah," I clear my throat. "Sorry. Just got distracted for a minute."
His black eyes narrows but I ignore him, opening the door instead.
