Page 43 of Blinded By Love

Jaclyn

“I’m picking the movie,” I say as I sit on the couch and look at Hayden who is scrolling through different movie options.

“I don’t think so, princess.” He smirks.

I’m at Natalia and Hayden’s apartment because she invited me over for a movie night. I wasn’t doing anything and I needed a break from studying for exams. Finals week is kicking my ass and they haven’t even started yet.

It’s only Natalia, Chris, and Hayden here. Natalia and Chris are cuddling on the long side of the couch while Hayden is sitting on the floor against the couch. I’m sitting on the opposite end of the couch from Natalia and Chris.

Max isn’t here because he said that he really needs to study for exams so he couldn’t hang out but we all know he is lying. He is either partying and doesn’t want to tell us or he’s on a date.

Kayden is on a date. He claims he is just hanging out with a friend but we all know it’s a little more.

He’s been on his phone more than usual lately so I think it’s a girl. If he doesn’t want to share it, that’s fine. Hearing he went on a date with a girl made me confused because of what he told me at the auto shop a month or so ago when he said he likes to think he has this mysterious girlfriend that isn’t his girlfriend anymore, or something like that.

When I questioned it, Hayden said that Kayden didn’t have a girlfriend. But when Kayden was talking about his “girlfriend” he sounded like she was real and that he loved her a lot.

Him and his “girlfriend” is a very complicated and confusing topic.

But it’s good that he is going out with a girl because I never see him with a girl, ever.

Lately me and him have been hanging out a lot because he said he just needs someone to spend time with instead of Hayden. I like hanging out with Kayden, he is cool to be around. I like when he talks about cars. He is always telling me about the kind of mods he’s doing to his car which makes me super interested in putting mods on my car in the future.

“Don’t call me that.” I glare at Hayden who is still staring at the TV with that stupid smirk on his face. “Just give me the remote, Hayden.”

“No. Natalia told me your taste in movies.” Hayden turns his head to face me. “Disney animation movies? Really?”

“Just because you like being depressed, doesn’t mean I do.”

“So you’re saying that if I don’t like Disney movies, I’m depressed?” Hayden raises an eyebrow.

“Who doesn’t like Disney movies?”

Hayden shakes his head lightly, not saying anything. He stands up from his position on the floor and sits on the couch, a few inches from me.

Lately, he has been more tolerant. He doesn’t argue with me as much, if anything he just stares at me which makes me furrow my eyebrows at him and he looks away as if he never stared at me.

I can’t help but wonder what he thinks of me when he looks my way. I want to know what he's thinking when he stares at me from across the room.

“Pick any movie, other than some Disney movie.” Hayden hands me the remote. I roll my eyes while taking it before looking at the movie options. I end up choosing the movie, Venom: Let There Be Carnage. I have never seen this movie, only the first one. “Looks like you’re not a child after all.”

I look at Hayden and glare again. “Disney movies aren't for children only, they're for adults too.”

Hayden smirks while looking down at me. “Sure, princess.” He licks the inside of his cheek and for some reason the butterflies in my stomach go crazy again.

I stand up from the couch. “I’m going to check on the pizza Natalia and I made.”

I make my way to the kitchen, trying desperately to get rid of the butterflies in my stomach by thinking of anything else. I walk over to the stove and bend down to look through the little window.

It’s almost ready. Maybe like five more minutes and then it will be perfect.

All of a sudden I feel a large and hard presence behind me making me stand up straight and turn around quickly.

My chest grazes against Hayden’s chest as he looks down at me. I look up at him with wonder in my eyes. His gaze is dark and almost looks deadly for any woman in the world right now. His hand reaches towards me and grazes my bare thighs. He keeps his eyes on me, waiting to see my reaction.

That tingling sensation is back between my legs making me press my thighs together. I regret not wearing sweatpants instead of pajama shorts. He trails his finger up, along my stomach making me suck in a break. My stomach feels weird, like something dipped.

I can’t explain it.

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