The List

Chapter 17. Double, double, toil and trouble.

Everleigh pulled her dress down in a meek attempt to cover her overexposed thighs, but the damage was done. Natsai was not going to believe any lie she came up with.

Her friend closed the door of the room after Sebastian had disappeared through it and they stared at each other for what it felt like an eternity.
Natsai folded her arms over her chest.

"So..." She maintained an airy tone, although her expression was dripping sheer amusement. "Did you want to talk about what just happened?"

"Nothing happened." Everleigh retorted back with mild bitterness as she rubbed the back of her neck, fixing her hair and refusing to hold her best friend's gaze. "What were you going to tell me that was so important?"

After a few seconds of consideration, Natsai finally decided to let go of the matter. At least for the time being. A slow smirk appeared on her face.

"I saw Garreth going into the girls's dormitory hallway." Everleigh corked an eyebrow and Natsai gave her a meaningful look. "The Slytherin girls's dormitory."

Silence again. And then Everleigh gasped, forgetting about the fact that Sebastian Sallow had almost made her finish less than three minutes ago. She could still feel her underwear wet with her slick. As annoyed as she was with Natsai, she could appreciate her entrance as divine grace to stop her from making a big mistake.

"You don't think he is seeing anyone from Slytherin, do you?"

"I'm open to speculate but I will definitely be asking hard questions tomorrow over breakfast." Her smile turned into a devilish curl of her lips while she approached Everleigh's desk and reclined against it, seemingly waging her words with care. "So, you and Sallow..."

The name made something inside Everleigh coil tightly.

His intoxicating cologne and his confident presence. The lingering sensation of his fingers fondling her in between her thighs. The warmth of his mouth on the skin of her neck and how masterful his movements had been. Everleigh didn't remember reaching an orgasm so shamefully fast with Phelan. It would take the Gryffindor Keeper a long time to get her near one. Sometimes she couldn't climax at all, which further intensified her frustrations and Phelan's. It hadn't been always bad. Not extraordinary but also not utterly terrible, she had determined.

And then Sebastian bloody Sallow merely stroked her over her underwear and she was coming apart in minutes. Perhaps it was just the lengthy amount of time since she had let someone touched her like that and her body had been starved for a contact that wasn't hers.
That was what Everleigh chose to tell herself.

"I'm not sure I want to talk about it." She mumbled, eyes pulling away from Natsai's perceptive stare. "I think I'm just going to go to bed. I have to wake up early tomorrow to study."

"Did you want to meet at the library before breakfast?"

"Sure." Everleigh nodded once softly, shame still present on her cheeks. "I'll be there around seven."

Natty kept looking at her, like she was trying to determine if it was worth pushing her to share what had happened that night. But she must've sensed it was a lost cause. Her head tilted slightly, and she made a humming sound before wishing her goodnight and leaving the room.
The silence she left behind was deafening.

And in that silence, all Everleigh could think about was Sebastian Sallow, cornering her against the wall.
He had left without uttering a word. Did he regret it?

Did she?

After what, she knew their relationship would change. It would be awkward to look at each other. To be near one another. Especially if they had to pretend in front of the entire school that they were together.
Should she search for him and squash it before the pebble became a boulder? Pretend that his hand between her legs was something they could both forget and move past from?