My Body Guard

Chapter 11

Half an hour of training.

Lydia was breathing heavily already. She punched and kicked and did everything that Stiles told her to do. He told her to take a pause  but she declined multiple times.

Now Lydia needs to fight against him to prove that she actually learned something. But it was too hot in there so Lydia decided to take her jacket off, showing her blue sports bra. Stiles raised his eyebrows at her and looked at her breasts. Lydia bit her lip and walked towards him. She placed her index finger on his chin in order to make him look at her face and nothing else. But he couldn't resist it, he kept looking at them it's like if he didn't he would go without air in his lungs and-

Out of nowhere, Lydia swung her fist, but Stiles quickly dodge it which made her make a turn and hit her back on Stiles' chest. He quickly grabbed her so she wouldn't fall. Lydia hit her head on Stiles' shoulder while he stared at her neck, leaning in closer. They stayed like that for a few seconds, breathing heavily and holding each other. "You weren't even paying attention." Lydia said. "How did you dodge it?"

"I'm the Sheriff's son." Stiles confessed. It all made sense now. Lydia knew that there was something about Stiles' last name that she knew, she was sure she heard it before. "S-Stilinski?" She asked. "Uh-huh." He brushed his lips on Lydia's jawline. "You're n-not mad at me?" Lydia asked. She thought that once he came home, Stiles wouldn't be talking to her unless it was extremely necessary. Instead, he was doing the exact opposite. He was talking and acting like nothing happened.

"Should I?" He whispered, brushing his lips through her ear. His hands moved slowly up to her waist sending vibrations to Lydia's body. She didn't knew what to do, without thinking, Lydia grabbed his forearm but not to making him stop, for support instead. She was pretty sure she would fall at some point. "You left yesterday." She said stepping away from his grasp. "You just left, with no explanation and I was alone the whole night." She said looking at him in the eyes. Stiles stepped towards her. "So you missed me?" He asked.

Lydia didn't say anything. She just stared at her hands then back at him. He chuckled and walked closer to her, making her looked up at him because of the difference of their height. "So you did missed me." He concluded. Lydia shook her head and smiled. "I didn't say that." She explained stepping even closer, their chests were only a few inches apart. "You don't need to say, you just show it." He said, closing the gap between them.

"Mrs. Martin, I'm home!" Maggie yelled from the front door. Lydia backed away from him with her head down, trying to find something to look at without caught his eyes on hers.

Stiles stepped towards her slowly. "Aren't you going to punch me?" He asked quietly. "Huh?" Lydia said confused. "We're training remember," He said holding her waist making her take a step backwards. "You need to throw me a punch."

Lydia quickly did as she was told. She punched and kicked and kept training until she got tire and obviously waited to stop until Maggie arrived to the gym.

They both sat down on the floor and looked at themselves in a huge mirror that covered the entire wall. Both drank water because of how dry their mouths and throats were. They just stared at themselves through the mirror breathing heavily, which was the only noise that came out of their mouths.

"So," Stiles broke the silence. "Are you going to tell me what happened?" He asked. Lydia looked at him with furrowed eyebrows, not understanding what he meant. "About?" Lydia asked hoping he would answer her question. "You and Aiden." Lydia froze as soon as she heard that coming from Stiles' mouth. It made her upset the fact that Aiden would ever think of doing that to someone like Lydia. Tears started coming to her eyes, she looked away not wanting to Stiles notice that she was hurt and broken inside.