Caesar's Rose

Chapter 117

"Heard what?"

My heart pounded as my wide eyes rested on CJ, who still had his palm covering my mouth.

"I think I heard something," the first girl said, making me move my gaze to the door.

"You always hear things, Brenda." The second girl said, chuckling with the third.

"I don't hear things, Annie. Stop calling me crazy," Brenda said.

"We are not calling you crazy, Brenda. It is just you hear things others don't. The three of us are the only ones here," the first girl said.

"Yeah," the other girl replied.

"Whatever, girls, I am done hanging with you guys," Brenda said.

"No, come on!" the girls whined.

"Hey, tell us about you and Luther."

I furrowed my brows.

"No. You girls have lost the privilege of hearing about that," Brenda said.

"Uh, come on, Bre!" The girls whined again.

"Nothing happened. We just kissed," Brenda said.

I scoffed internally.

"Wow!" The girls squealed.

"When? How many times though?" One of the girls asked.

"Just one and last night. He came to Lucy's party with Zach. And we danced," Brenda explained, sounding excited.

The girls squealed happily.

I can't believe this. Luther kissed this Brenda girl?

What about Seline? Doesn't he like her anymore?

The girls went on.

I moved my gaze to CJ.

His eyes are on me.

My heart picked up.

His piercing green eyes took a different appearance in my eyes, adding to my heart's pace.

Instead of the evil demon I used to see in his piercing green eyes, I am seeing something beautiful and emotional in them.

Slowly, he put down his palm, covering my mouth, still staring at me. He placed his hands on my sides of the wall, trapping me and towering me with his height.

My heart raced faster, and I felt the pressure underneath.

His eyes on me are doing things to me.

Things I don't understand.

The girls are still doing their chit-chat outside there.

That means we are trapped here together till they leave.

God, this is torture.

Why can't he leave me alone?

Why is he.....why does he make me feel this way?

Whenever he is this close to me, I feel this way. Very strange way.

He reached for my cheek, making me look at his hand. His fingers brushed my cheeks, making shivers run down my spine.

Thoughts about those erotic books I used to read came to mind. Those things I always wanted to do with his dad.

Now I think........I think I want to do them with him.

God, I am insane.

The girls are still out there. I can't do anything but wait.

Wait here with my worst nightmare.