Just under two hours later, we were finally on our way back to school. But luckily for us, its lunch.
"And they finally make it back," Mia said, appearing behind us and grinning. I feel my cheeks heat up a lot.
"Lovely to see you, Mia," Christian said, chuckling. "But we must go get something to eat." She looks at me and I know she wants to talk later. Christian wraps his arm around my waist and we go and get lunch. Once we were done eating, we walked outside and sat under a tree. "Reckon our teachers will hassle us about not being here earlier?"
"Probably, but I don't care."
He grinned and kissed my cheek. I smile and lean into him. "Are you looking forward to this weekend?" he whispered, kissing my forehead and looking down at me.
"Very much." I beam.
"Good, I can't wait," he murmured, smiling.
"Me either, can you tell me what we're doing and where were going?"
He shook his head and grinned. "Nope. It's a surprise."
"Please?" I beg.
"Sorry, Ella. I'm keeping it a surprise."
I pout. "Fine."
He kissed along my neck. "Don't be mad, Ella," he whispered.
"I'm not mad." I smile.
"Good," he murmured, trailing small kisses along my shoulder and sighing. "I wish we were back in my room."
"Me too." I move so I'm sitting in between his legs. He hugged me against his chest and kissed my head. I move back farther so my back is right up against him. He lets out a strangled groan and dropped his head on my shoulder. Then I feel it. "Sorry, I didn't mean to do that."
"It’s fine," he told me quietly, taking a deep breath. I try my best not to move at all. I don't want to make it worse. "Sorry," he murmured, resting his hands on my thighs and sighing.
"What are you sorry for Christian?" I ask.
He shrugged and kissed my shoulder before slowly trailing his hands up. "That, I guess," he breathed.
"What?" I ask slightly confused.
His hands squeezed the top of my thighs. "That."
"Oh." I say. "Christian, you don't have to apologize." He shrugged his shoulders and kissed my neck lightly before standing up, the bell ring echoing across the school grounds. He pulls me up and wraps an arm around my waist. I kissed his cheek and held his hand, my thumb rubbing small circles on his hand as we walked to our class. He smiles and walks me to my class. We don't have this class together and I wish we did. He kissed me quickly before pushing me lightly towards my classroom. I wiggled my fingers in a wave before going to the back of the room and taking my seat. Elliott walks in and sits next to me, he doesn't have a choice. I lifted my gaze to his, waiting to see if he'd talk to me or not.
He doesn't, not at all. I sighed and rubbed my eyes before putting my head down on the table. I wish he would talk to me...
Someone squeezed my hand and sighed. I lifted my head to look at my brother, who was looking straight ahead but he had a tiny smile on his lips. I squeeze his hand, but what I really want to do is hug him.
The lesson ended and the first thing Elliott did was pull me into a hug, resting his head on top of mine. I wrap my arms tightly around him, not wanting to let go.
I sighed and rested my head against his chest. "Mr. and Miss. Spencer, I need to lock the classroom door, please continue this sibling bonding outside." We walk out of the classroom, me not letting go of my twin.
