Infatuated

Infatuated

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Sun, Jul 23, 2017
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"hey" he said panting and his back slouched bending to put his hands on his knees trying to catch a breath. He looks up from his position to me and says with a wide mischievous smirk" what you did back there " he points to the party we just ran from "really turned me on" he says with a rather amused tone He straightens from his previous slouched position and approaches me with a devious smirk. Pulling me closer to him and wrapping his arms around my waist leaning in. Most girls would die to have this happen to me but I did the exact opposite. I lean in closer , smirk at his lip and gracefully stamp his foot with the heels I was wearing. hey he should have seen it coming . I turned around briskly leaving him dancing on one foot and cradling the injured foot in his hands. I could hear him curse under his breath. I walked away smiling to myself about what just happened and started down the street with a sudden confidence rushing through me.
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BOOK #1 in The Fire series TRIGGER WARNING IN SOME CHAPTERS He leans closer, keeping me pinned against the wall with his hands on either side of my head. I glanced at both of them before holding his glare with my own. He was giving me a cold stare, caging me in like an animal. I bit my lip, trying to hold it back. I was never good in situations like these. He stopped leaning forward when his face was just inches from mine. He was trying to make me uncomfortable. Trying to scare me, but he didn't. I wasn't scared of him. I didn't hide my face or get nervous... I just bit my lip harder, trying to hold it in. It would just make things worse for me, I bet. He kept his eyes on mine as I glanced at his friend behind him with his arms crossed and a bored expression on his face. I looked back at the man in front of me. "You shouldn't act that way around me." He says coldly. "I can have you dead right-" I couldn't hold it in. I started laughing. He leans back, shocked, but his face goes into a glare as soon as his friend behind him perks up, watching, interested now. I calm down a little. "I'm sorry." I say, catching my breath. "Continue, Continue." He watched me closely before leaning closer to me again. "I can have you killed-" Suddenly, I lost it again, laughing harder, bending a little to hold my stomach. He punched the wall in an effort to scare me but instead made me laugh even harder, falling to the ground and rolling on my side. Soon I had his friend laughing with me as the man in front of me glared at both of us. "Don't give me that look. She's the one who started laughing." His friend said, wheezing a little bit and trying to stop laughing. I calmed down a bit, standing up to face them, a smile on my face. "Now, if you're done threatening me," I raise an eyebrow. "Or at least trying to. I'll be on my way." With that, I grabbed my backpack, turned my back to them, and walked away.

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