secret | e. prentiss

seventeen.

Grabbing my coffee from the coffeemaker, Morgan walls up to me, refilling his cup. "You good?" He asks me, his eyebrows furring together.

I swallow the hot liquid down, "Why wouldn't I be?"

"You seem..off?" He says, glancing over at Emily who walks in. My eyes dart straight to her figure, trying to meet her gaze. Scratching my neck, I look back at Morgan who was now smirking. "What?"

"Oh I see..You've been getting some lovin!" He says, smiling to show his pearly whites.

The hickies. He saw the hickies.

"Now this time it can't be a random hookup. I've noticed them about three more times since the first time. Spill it." He says, placing his mug down.

"It's nobody. And my sex life isn't your business."

"So you did have sex!"

"No that's now what I mean-"

"No, no. C'mon, tell me."

"I can't. And it doesn't matter. I don't even know what our relationship is."

"Who's relationship?" Emily joins in, getting her own coffee.

"Claire's been getting laid!" Morgan announces.

"Oh really?" Emily asks, cocking her eyebrow up.

"No, no, Morgan is blowing this out of proportion. I'm not getting laid, nor am I seeing anyone." I lie.

"Lies." He says chuckling. "Okay, at least tell us what's she's like." He adds.

My eyes quickly meet Emily's.

"Well," I clear my throat, holding my mug tightly. "She's has the most purest soul. She cares about everybody. She puts others above herself, which she doesn't have too" I lose my train of thought, thinking of words to say. "Anyway, um, she always smells good. Her smile lights up the room as soon as she steps in. She is absolutely stunning, and her touch is gentle." I finish describing Emily. Bringing the mug to my lips, Emily walks away, Morgan licking his lips, peeping my stare on her.

"She seems like quite the catch. You said you two weren't dating?"

"No..We aren't" I say, placing my mug down, following Emily.

"Emily!" I shout, walking down the hall to meet her.

"Emily" I say again, she ignores me. Catching up to her, she stops in her tracks, grabbing my wrist harshly, pushing me into a storage room.

"Ow! Are you crazy?" I ask, her grip on my wrist leaving a mark. If looks could kill, I'd be dead. Her giving me a death stare scared me.

"What is up with you?" I ask, crossing my arms.

"What is up with me? Me? Claire you literally almost exposed our whole relationship." She says, pointing to the door.

"Our relationship? You never clarified anything about our relationship. We went on one date and what, that's it, we're dating already?" I ask, rolling my eyes.

"Look, it wasn't me who came onto my co workers porch pouring her feelings. You want this relationship." She points to my chest.

"Oh and you don't?"

"I never said I didn't."

"God Emily! Why does everything have to be so hard with you? Can't you just accept the fact that I like you! That maybe I cant stop my feelings for you? I was trying to be nice, explaining to Morgan how you're the sweetest person I know. Of course he would never know, but you knew. You knew I was talking about you." I throw my hands in the air, scoffing at her oblivion.

She gulps, her eyes roaming around the storage room, trying to find some words to say.

My blood boiling, I was so mad. Mad that she was oblivious? Yes. Mad that she didn't realize how deeply I cared for her? Oh, of course.

She steps closer to me, parting her lips, "Claire. You mean so much to me. And, I'm sorry."

My watery eyes meeting her glazed eyes, I smile.
"Emily, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to yell like that."

She smiles, cupping my cheek. Stepping closer, to give me a kiss. The kiss was warm, deep, it felt real. Not like a harsh, lustful kiss. More like a, 'falling in love' kiss.

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Rolling around in my empty bedsheets, I was getting so needy. My mind kept wandering to her touch. Her smell. The way she would take care of me after our moments. The way her fingers lingered on my thighs. I wasn't usually horny at 2 in the morning, but boy was I tonight.

Getting up to go to the bathroom, I splash cold water on my face. Turning the lights off, I walk back to my bed, grabbing my phone off the bed stand. Thinking for a moment, I text Emily.

From: You
To: Prentiss
Are you awake?

Waiting a few moments, I see the 3 bubbles appear.

From: Prentiss
To: You
I am. What's up?

I bite my lip. Running a hand through my hair, I take my shirt off, laying on my back, positing the phone above me. A sexy picture wouldn't hurt. Right?

Snapping a picture of my breasts, I bring the phone closer to me, selecting it, and sending it to her.

From: You
To: Prentiss
Missing you.

I smirk at my bratty move. I just wanted her to come through my bedroom doors and rail me into next week. My thighs clench at the thought. Getting a notification,

From: Prentiss
To: You
Naughty girl. See you in 5?

I quickly type a response.

From: You
To: Prentiss
The front door is open ;)

Turning my phone off, I quickly throw my shirt back on, and pull down my booty shorts. Sitting on my bed, I hear creaking outside of my bedroom. "Claire?" Hearing Emily's voice, I instantly smiled.

"In here."

My door swinged open, Emily walking closer to me.

"Missed me?" She asks, grabbing my face, kissing me.

"Yes." I say in between breathes.

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hey! hope y'all liked this chapter !! <3 i'll try to update more since i'm on break :) love you all.