He Claimed Me (On Hold)

Chapter 3

Fuck.

I was caught.

I turned around so quickly and sped walk back to my car. This was not how first impressions were supposed to go.

I was feet away from my car when I felt a hand grab my wrist. I grabbed the man wrist and threw it back elbowing him in the stomach, with him dropping to the ground quickly. My other hand was holding his throat, holding him against the pavement.

"Ow, what the fuck?!" He groaned. His voices sent tingles through my body. I was looking into the same blue eyes that I had seen moments earlier.

"Oh my god! I'm so sorry, instincts. Here let me help you up." I grabbed his hands, sending sparks through my body, and I pulled him up with me.

"What the fuck? What kind of instincts are those?" He rubbed his neck as he groaned. "Listen, I've never been one to kink shame, but I thought that was supposed to stay in the bedroom." He smirked.

"You know what, I'm not sorry anymore." I gruffed.

"But seriously, what are you? In the mafia or something?" He laughed.

Something like that, I thought.

"Was there a reason you stopped me?" I asked, placing my hands on my hips.

"Yeah. I've never seen you here before." I spoke, searching my eyes with a quizzical look on him face.

"Are you the campus police now? Do you know everyone here?" I crossed my arms.

"I do know everyone here, yeah. So, who are you?" He asked, mimicking my crossed arms.

"Fine. Yes, I'm new. I'm starting tomorrow."

"Nice." He smiled. "Can't wait to see your pretty face every day."

I made gagging noises, pretending to throw up. I turned my back to him, opening my car door.

"Wait! What's your name?" He asked.

"Wouldn't you like to know." I smirked.

"I really would. I'm Xavier." He smiled reaching his hand out.

"I wish I could say nice to meet you, but it really wasn't."

"Awe, what wrong babe. Still mad about my bedroom comment?" He smirked, showing a dimple.

"Just looking at your face makes me angry." I laughed.

"Well I'm glad you feel something, about me. Lets just get that to change from hate to love, yeah?" He questioned, placing hands on either side of my head against my car, blocking me in.

I felt his hot breath against my face, making my arms erupt with goosebumps

"Good luck with that." I laughed through a sharp breath.

"Oh Apple, I think it's already working." He smirked as he ran a hand down my arm.

I pushed him off me, but immediately missed the warmth we generated together.

I jumped in my car and pulled out of the school parking lot, but I could still see Xavier standing in the parking lot, arms crossed with a smirk on his face. He shook his head laughing and walked away.

I pulled into a Sephora and grabbed my purse. The moment I walked in; I was greeted with a very snobby voice. "Hi, welcome to Sephora. Can I help you find anything?" She asked, inspecting her nails. She seemed bored.

"No, I'm fine. Thank you though." I replied. She finally looked up.

"Are you sure? You look like you could use it. You're make up is terrible." She laughed an evil laugh.