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"Not a chance," I whisper, and he leans his forehead against mine, brushing a few soft, slow kisses across my lips. I want to ask him what this is, make him reassure me that he feels what I'm feeling, but I don't.
I just let the moment sit. I let the day pass by, beautiful and tragic at the same time.
Because the best day of your life always has to end.
And I think this one might be mine.
* * *
School feels even stranger than usual with this secret hanging over me. Now when I walk down the hall and see Noah staring at me, it feels laden with so much more than it did before. And when I see one of the girls who is obsessed with him brushing against his arm, I want to run over and shake her, scream to the whole school that he’s mine.
But of course I can't do that.
Because if the school couldn't handle one kiss, how would they handle a whole weekend of fucks?
The day passes like that. Looks with hidden meanings and having to watch the school worship him while I have to worship from afar. When another girl comes up to him though, pressing her breasts against his chest to get his attention, something snaps inside of me.
Kyle's just behind me, sending me his usual longing looks ever since I told him we could never be anything but friends. I know it's wrong, but I say hello for the first time since that talk. Kyle immediately lights up, and takes a few steps towards me.
"How you been, Sky?" he asks, trying to go for casual with his one hand tucked in his pocket and his other one gripping the edge of his letterman's jacket.
"Good," I tell him, surprised when I realize that for the first time in a long time, I actually mean that.
I open my mouth to ask him how he's been, when all of a sudden my arm’s grabbed in a tight grip.
"Sorry Kyle, I need a few words with Skylar," Noah says through gritted teeth.
A flicker of anger crosses Kyle's face and his jaw tics, but he shakes his head and walks off without another word, well-versed that he is never going to win against Noah.
Noah practically drags me down the hall, garnering a few looks as he does. The bell rings, but he makes no move to let me go to class. When the halls have emptied, he pushes me into the women's bathroom, and clicks the lock.
"What the fuck do you think you're doing?" he growls.
My eyes widen. "What are you talking about?"
He gestures out to the hallway. "With Kyle, what the fuck were you doing?"
"I was just saying hello. He's my friend," I snap defensively, an edge of guilt creeping up my spine because I know that I’d been trying to get a rise from Noah after watching girls paw at him. There's a wild flare in Noah’s blue eyes, like I haven't seen before.
He glares at me. "Do you want him?"
"What? No, of course not!"
"So then you were just trying to make me jealous!"
“I —" I'm about to give excuses, but then I just get mad. "What the fuck were you doing letting those girls rub all over you anyway?!" I snap.
A smug look crosses his face. "Soyouwere jealous."
I roll my eyes. "And you aren't?"
Anger laces his features, and he’s biting his bottom lip again. He’s so much bigger than I am, looming over me. He's wild and worked up in the moment, and there's a strange rush in my veins watching him like this. I didn't realize that it would feel like this, to have Noah Fontaine's attention like this…is intoxicating.
"I don't want you talking to him again, and I don't want you seeing him."
I realize then my panties are damp and I'm…desperate for him.
I feel edgy, a strange energy running through me that I don't know what to do with…until I suddenly get an idea. Or should I say…a craving.
