Chapter 4.
's pov
Holy fúck how the hell did we not die ten lights ago? I could've die soo many time in the last couple of minutes. Driving in complete silence, I could of swore that he was mad at me. Sitting in awkward silence wasn't my stick.
I'm so done with this man's crazy äss. I couldn't wait to have my freedom back.
"We're not talking now?" I glance at him from the corner my eye and he knew I did't want to talk. So I turned on the radio.
Of course devil's touch by tiaan came on because why not right. Leaning my seat back a bit Anteros' hand landed on my thigh. Oh no not right now, I couldn't deal with his toying.
"Devil's touch huh?" You could feel the cockiness in his voice.
Glancing down at the white shorts I was wearing there was a wet spot so pulled the shirt down to cover it. My n*pples decided it sensitive to the sudden friction. So now I had wet shorts and hard pebbles and I'm alone in a car with an annoying äśshole but he was part of the problem.. maybe the solution to.
Slowly I noticed Anteros' hand retract, to my disappointment I couldn't be left in this state.
"Anteros..." He's voice cut me off when I was about to make the mistake of asking for his help. Maybe a hand, and a mouth. Yup big mistake.
"We're here...you needed something?" Shaking my head I unbuckle my seatbelt.
Oh this must fate, we'd never be bigger then one, almost one night stand.
Anteros walked me to the door. Grabbing for the doorknob Anteros stepped closer behind me and he put his hand on top of mine. My breath hitched as I felt his stone body against my marshmallow one.
"Are we going in?" He whispered in my ear know dämn well his voice is toxic to my sanity. There was a chuckle that erupted from his body giving me chills.
I opened the door and moved quickly so I could get as far away from him and his pheromones. Looking back I see he coolly walked after me.
"Go home I'm getting dressed and going to class!" Shouting I storm off to my room. Happily the boys put my clothes back and I grabbed some clothes.
I went through my drawer and got some white boyshorts and sports bra. Casual and crazy day is over so back to reality.
Usually I wear plain clothes nothing skin tight or revealing. My momma raised me better then that. I respect my body, others should to especially Anteros.
Slipping out off the wet sticky clothes I grab my underwear and slips in it just before hearing his voice coming from the doorway.
"Oh? No black lace today huh πριγκίπισσα?" Tossing his clothes in his face he laughed and looked up at me from the wet shorts in his hand.
"So you're not worried I'll do something with your...." I turned red and snatched the shorts out of his hand.
He was fückïng with my mind I swear this boy is a handful.
Glaring I started getting dressed not even embarrassed anymore since he's seen it already.
I didn't have time to start shìt with the man. Quickly I slip in black leggings and white sweater with cosmic hearts on it. Glancing at Anteros leaning against the wall clearly enjoying the show.
"So what class do you have today?" Shocked that he cared I gave him a suspicious look.
"Business... Why do you care?" He looked away and shrugged.
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