The Shade's Of You. | ✓

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Sophia.

As soon as Percy and I were safely tucked away in the confides in his car and driving down the road, we burst out in fits of laughter that had tears rolling down my face.

And I applauded him for keeping his straight face throughout the whole thing because I was halfway through laughing in her shocked, slightly scared looking face— that had to been one of the most funniest things I had ever seen in my life, her facial expression will forever be edged into my memory and when I mean forever, I mean foreverr!

I looked up at the sky and released a sigh, it was getting darker now and I know that the folks back at the house would be wondering were the two of us ran off to.

We were parked off near a park, lying back against the hood of the car and staring up at the sky, enjoying the silence for as long as we could, while I munched on diner fries that we stopped to buy while driving down here.

“Percy?” I bite on my bottom lip, waiting for him to answer me. I think we've both been dodging it for hours now.

I hear him shifting on from beside me for a bit and soon his body is hovering over mine, blocking out the sky above, and his dark eyes look at me curious yet still demanding all of attention that I would so happily give to him.

His hands are balancing him upright and are placed directly on to the cars hook, sitting next to my head and his head is dip low, allowing me to get intoxicated by his very intoxicating smell of mint and spice— a smell that I've grown so fondly off, a smell that I now love because of him. I inhale deeply and he smiles at my action.

“Open your legs a little, I don't want to slide off.” He chuckles, nudging my knees softly and I obey.

Green eyes watch me carefully, accessing me and then they lock in on my chest. It's only then that I realize that my dress has slipped down, exposing my new bra to him.

His eyes are dark and filled with lust, love and need.

Emtions that are swirling inside me as well.

I push my hands in between us and slowly move them up his clothed chest before interlocking them behind his neck and pulling him in closer to softly of peck his lips.

Percys jaw clenchs and he forces himself to look away from me, “You have no idea how much I want to fuck you right now— to make you mine again.” He groans.

I frown, “I am yours, always.”

His head turns back to me, connecting our eyes together.

I expect him to kiss me or to touch me because that look in his eyes actually makes me want to jump him right now but he shocks me by his next question.

“Who the fuck is, Kyvan Maveas, amante?”

Kyvan?

From college?

My friend, Kyvan?

My eyes narrow at him, “You've been watching me.” I state and he doesn't deny it, instead he nods his head.

“I have my people.” He says.

I roll my eyes and shake my head, of course he would get people to stalk and watch over me. “It's a guy friend of mine, from college and no, he isn't a threat to you, Percy.” I inform, reassuring him that he is and will forever be the only man I would ever need and want in my life.

His soft lips gently touch my forehead and he signs in relief, I see the tension leave his body and smile.

I stare up at him, smiling. “Is this why you were so distant after. . . after that in cafe? Because you thought I had someone else other than you.” I ask and he groans.