Leah
Jace's lips were against mine. His soft lips moved expertly against my own. My eyes fluttered close as I found myself getting absorbed. Absorbed by his lips. By him.
Aggression. Dominance.
That's what this kiss was.
His hand found it's way to the back of my neck, pulling me in closer. I should have pulled away. I should have stopped this from happening. But my lips had a mind of their own and they wanted this.
Whispers.
My eyes shot open at the sound. I was so absorbed by Jace I didn't notice that students were filing into the hallway since lunch was over.
I placed my hand on Jace's chest and pushed him away breaking the kiss. A smirk filled his lips as he took a step back. He planned this. He wanted everyone to know.
They noticed. Everyone noticed.
Whispers filled the hallway. Glares, shock and confusion all were directed toward me.
"What the hell was that?" I exclaimed.
Jace looked over his shoulder as he wiped away the gloss he stolen from my lips from his bottom lip with his thumb. "For that."
I followed his line of vision and my heart fell into my stomach.
Nate stood a few feet away starting directly at me, his dark blue eyes glazed over in emotion. Hurt? Disappointment?
I felt a heat of embarrassment starting to set in.
Jace leaned in close and whispered into my ear. "Convincing enough." He pulled away giving me one last cocky smile and walked down the hallway filled with students.
The whispers grew louder and without his presence there I felt vulnerable. I grabbed my bag that had fell on the floor and bolted to my next class.
I slid into my seat and ran a hand through my dark locks with frustration.
Why?
Why the hell did he do that?
My lips still tingle from the kiss. My mind flashes back to the moment not too long ago. The feeling of his lips on mine. The aggressiveness, the desire.
I felt heat rise to my cheeks at the thought.
Stop it, Leah.
No, seriously. Why?
Was it to make Nate jealous?
Was he jealous?
Ugh!
I slammed my head into my hands. This is so frustrating!
The warning bell rung as the teacher walked into class. I tried to pay attention to the lecture. But my mind kept replaying that moment.
Over and over.
Before I knew it I was in my last class of the day. The one I had with both Nate and Jace. Great.
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Bad Intentions
Teen FictionI shook my head at him. This is his game. But that doesn't mean I can't master it. I gave him a seductive smile. "Are you scared that I might just beat you at your own game?" Jace let out a deep chuckle that sent tingles down my back. "Sweetheart, I...
