Heartbreaker | Jaden Hossler ✅

Part 51

Signa's POV:

That moment, after I put Camille to rest on Jaden's bed, she babbled absolute nothings into my ears.

But these nothings turned out to be a the biggest light switch to someone else who was listening to our conversation.

I let her sleep, walking out of the room.

How does Camille know what the hell Jaden thinks of me.

But then It hit me.

No, I didn't have a new thought in my head that answered all my questions.

Neither did I realize something I hadn't realized beforehand.

Jaden was the one who hit me with words.

"She's right." he said, crossed arm, as he leaned on the beige wall right outside his room.

The blush on my cheeks probably turned purple now.

He seemed cocky enough to admit It, but he was rubbing his own hands at the same time, and I didn't know how confident he really was.

"Oh really, on what is she right?" I tease. I kinda knew he would eavesdrop.

Although, instead of answering to my tease, he walked straight into me, and gripped my face from both sides.

It was a moment of silence as we both stared at eachother. Each little glance was taken down to our lips.

Jaden finally took a small step forward, and pulled me into him, parting my lips with his.

It was nothing like any other kiss he had already given me, nor kisses I've had before him.

It was stronger, but sweet. It somehow made my body spasm, making more than twenty fireworks burn up and explode inside me at the same time.

He held my neck and jaw up, perfectly postured to the side, where I connected with him, my numb arms now recovering themselves to grow around his neck.

His thumb traced all the way down my jawline to the epitome of my chin, as I copied the movements of his mouth, keeping the make out steady.

He pulled out some seconds after, his lips now rose red.

My heart thumped in my ears, as he looked straight into my eyes.

"She's right." He silently gazed into me. "Do you really wanna know what she's right about?"

I was at a loss for words, even though I was expected to know since Camille had just told me.

I still nodded, very abrupty, asking him to tell me word for word what was on his mind.

What does he see in me, that he doesn't see in any other person. Why me.

Did Camille really catch feelings for him, that's why she said she's jealous..?

Jealous of what..

"Date, you and me."

"What?" I jumped in surprise.

"I said, let's go on another date, you and me."

A small smile crept up on my face, leaving me with the biggest temptation ever to be taken out again.

But, the story doesn't end there. Not at all.

A week later, he took me out on the date you just read about.

Two weeks after that, I invited him out, and that went on for a long time.

Then, who made the first move, you might ask?