Fourtris Now and Forever: Divergent No War

| c h a p t e r 52 |

"Tris," a warm voice whispers, waking me from my pleasant dream. "Tris."

"What?" I ask groggily, upset at being awoken just as things started getting good. I just kissed Tobias in the dream.

I don't open my eyes when he kisses my cheek. "Today is initiation, Beatrice."

I sit up and my eyes slightly open, weighed down with a lack of sleep. Tobias and I stayed up late last night kissing. "Did you just call me Beatrice?" I ask with disgust.

He snickers a little, looking me in the eyes. "If I do recall, you were the one who said I could call you that on Choosing Ceremony days."

I huff, then say, "Fine, but just this once."

His lips press to mine quickly before he stands up from the bed. "Get ready. They'll be here in two hours and we need to be ready."

Then he walks off and grabs his training clothes, walking into the bathroom. I sigh as I heave myself upward, deciding to get changed quickly in our bedroom before he comes back.

I throw off my pants and undergarments, holding my new clothes in hand. The jacket is a different color on the inside. Purple. It matches Tobias's and stands out among the orange of the initiates.

I stand with my back to the bathroom door just in case he finishes early. I strap my bra after throwing on my underwear. Sliding on my pants, I quickly grab my tank top and jacket from the bed. My pants are completely on when two warm hands wrap around me from behind and rest of my stomach.

I jump and almost escape from his grip in doing so, then sigh and say, "Jesus, Four. How long were you watching?"

I begin to get scared that he saw me bare and my insides turn in a twist. I feel like there's a knot somewhere between my heart and stomach that's suffocating me as I wait for an answer.

He kisses my neck and I feel his thin scruff lightly scratching my neck as he does so. "Relax," he says. "I walked in just after you put your bra on."

I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding and push away from him. "I need to get finished changing," I announce. Then, I turn around to face him, standing further away from the bed.

"I'm not stopping you," he says, holding his hands up in surrender. My eyes automatically scan his bare chest. He came out of the bathroom wearing only his pants. I can see his chest that looks more like a sculpture rather than an actual torso. His abs are slightly prominent, but they aren't completely overwhelming. I see the stings of his tattoo on the sides of his neck and shoulders. His arms are big and strong, and extremely attractive.

I bite my lower lip subconsciously and he smiles. "If you keep looking like that you will," I comment, then proceed to putting on the ret of my clothes before I get distracted again.

I slip on the tank top when I look over my shoulder. He's leaning against the doorframe studying me, still shirtless.

"I hope you don't plan to train the initiates like that, or I'll have to keep tabs on every girl there," I comment.

He laughs and grabs a shirt and jacket from the drawers. He slips them on as I let my jacket settle over my shoulders.

"Better?" he asks, fully dressed.

"Much," I say.

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We stands side by side at the net closest to the front. The room is filled with chatter as everyone guesses what faction will jump first this time.