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CHAPTER10
FALLON
My eyes rakeup and down her body, sure she was sitting down but I knew what she was hiding under that white shirt and pleated skirt. Her golden skin was teasing me, she was an unbearable temptation that no matter how much I tried, I couldn’t seem to stay away from her.
She was an addiction.
A craving.
I felt Tristan’s eyes on me, but I ignored him. Just because we hooked up last night doesn’t mean I am into him.
He literally put out a fire that had been burning deep inside of me. I had an itch I needed scratching and he was just that. I didn’t find him attractive, sure he was delicious to look at, but I have eyes for one girl and one girl only.
I had been with both, boys and girls and before Ivy, I was swayed more towards boys but with her… well, it’s her.
My mind plays back to the party when we were all sitting round drinking, we were talking about little goody two shoes Regina and her beautiful friend. Jude came straight out with his feelings for Regina, and sure, I tried to warn him off because Jude was mine. Like Tristan was. They were my playthings.
But if I wanted a shot with Ivy, I needed to play nice. I needed to play fair.
So of course, I told Jude he could have a shot with Regina, plus it’s one less person for me to fall into bed with. Tristan is a playboy; he fucks anything walking and breathing. He is the boarding school’s ultimate slut. I smirk, I am certain his cock will fall off soon. Yes, I sleep with him, but he wears condoms. No fucking way would I let his rotten cock near me without a hood.
I feel my heart race at the kiss we had at the party, her plump lips on mine as our tongues entwined. I told the group that I would turn her. I joked I can turn gay boys straight and straight girls gay and the way I am going with Ivy, I am halfway there.
I watched her face as she focused on the vicar, her blonde hair was pulled into a high ponytail, her opal eyes were glistening as she listened to his words while he read Isaiah 41:10.
“So do not fear, for I am with you; do not be dismayed, for I am your God. I will strengthen you and help you; I will uphold you with my righteous right hand.”
I had no clue what he was talking about, his voice just hummed, but that passage was crystal clear. I loved watching her, she seemed so engrossed and interested in what he was saying. All I wanted in that moment was to turn her to face me and kiss her forehead softly, then I wanted to take her back to her room and put a film on just so I could watch her the whole time.
“Stop staring at me,” she hissed, her eyes still not leaving the vicar.
I wanted to come back with a horrid response, but I couldn’t stop the words that were about to spill past my lips.
“I wish I could, you’re just too beautiful.”
Even I was shocked at what I just said, but it seemed to pull her from her trance as she turned to face me, her eyes connecting with mine as her lips parted.
She said nothing, just stared at me. Her eyes tracing an outline of my features and the shape of my face, as if she was trying to remember every part of me.
I felt the air shift, my heart drummed in my chest. I ached to touch her, to feel the softness of her skin under my fingertips, to watch as her skin pebbles under my soft kisses.
I was distracted when the head mistress called that church was over and we were free to leave. The noise of heavy feet hitting the floor as people rushed to get out of the church and enjoy their Sunday. Ivy stood up, tapping her foot impatiently as she waited for me to move. Tristan moved out of the pew, I followed.
Once I was out of the pew, I waited for Ivy to follow and when she was close enough I reached out and grabbed her, tugging her back to me.
“Don’t go, can we speak?” my voice was low but sounded almost like a beg.
Her eyes fixed to my grip that was on her before they lifted to mine.
“Fine,” she rolled her eyes as if I was an annoyance.
She nodded for Regina and Jude to leave which I was grateful for. I didn’t want a fucking audience.
Once the church was empty, I pulled Ivy back into the pews.
“What do you want, breezy?”
I pinched my brows in confusion, “Breezy?” I snapped back.
