Chapter 9

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Jace Andrews POV

Allison Grey.

That girl has me thinking about her every single second.

And seeing her cry just breaks my heart. I don't even know what I did but whatever it was made wet tears leak from her beautiful eyes that just had me hypnotized.

She said she was fine but I don't believe her.

She's not a very good liar. She stumbles over her words and makes no eye contact ,her voice becomes weak with no confidence or strength behind her words.

I was beginning to think that I squeezed her waist to hard because when I began to pick her up she hissed painfully and I had immediately released her...I don't want to cause her any pain.

I tried to pry the truth out of her but when I realized I wasn't going to get her honesty today I let it go and helped her hop in my truck.

Walking around my truck and hopping in I turned to this girl that was constantly running around in my head.

"Where is your home?" I asked her.

She told me it was a grey house just a couple houses down with a Small smile on her face.

"It's good to see you smile I hate seeing you cry." I told her honestly.

I do love her smile..it brightens up my whole world when I know she is happy.

She nodded and I continued to ask her if she was cold...when she told me she was still cold and that she gets easily cold, with out a second thought I shrugged off my leather jacket and put it over her shoulders.

I heard Ali's breathe hitch in her throats when she noticed how close we were...about a couple centimeters.

When I lowered my gaze I saw that her flimsy undershirt was riding up.

Before I could even stop myself ,my hands found their way to the hem of her top and I tugged it down so it wouldn't show much skin. My hands brushed up against her lower stomach and I felt the sparks ignite.

"You should really wear something more appropriate for this time of day and weather." I told her while slowly looking back up to her.

I wanted to bombarde her with questions about why she was dressed in a undershirt that only reached her belly button and was not big enough around her chest because I didn't believe a word of 'taking my daily walks in the morning.' And keep asking her why she hissed at my touch but I didn't want to push her away.

Looking back up to her I couldn't help but stare at her full pink chapped lips that were just so tempting to devour.

I slowly started to lean in.

Just a few more centimeters and my lips would make contact with hers.

RING RING

Jumping at the sudden blare of noise I quickly give distance and answer my phone that had ruined my moment of kissing my student.

Shit! Kissing my student?! What the hell was I thinking ??

Looking at the collar ID I saw it was my baby sis Jazmine.

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