Page 90 of Blinded By Love

I decided to straighten my hair today and go with a simple outfit.

A black skirt with a white tank top that has a small heart on the middle of the neckline. I also have a jacket with me because it’s going to be cold tonight, plus I never like showing my arms and always end up covering myself up.

When I walk outside I see Hayden leaning against his car looking around the neighborhood as he waits for me. While walking towards him I admire his choice of clothing.

He’s wearing blue jeans and a gray crewneck making me see his face perfectly. He looks so effortlessly good it makes me jealous.

He turns his head and when his eyes meet mine I can’t help but smile as butterflies make their way to the pit of my stomach.

Hayden roams his eyes up and down my figure, lingering on my legs. When I walk up to him he grabs my hand and looks down at me with such intense eyes that I feel like I could faint.

He pulls me closer to him and leans down pressing a heart stopping kiss on my lips that makes my legs weaken. His hand slides up to hold my jaw in his hand as I just melt in his embrace.

I moan softly as he thrusts his tongue inside my mouth and grunts, pulling me closer by my hand. He grips my jaw in his hand before pulling away softly.

“Ready?” he asks, his thumb caressing my cheek as he stares down at me with lust in his eyes. I smile softly and nod my head. Hayden opens the passenger door for me and I get inside, putting my bag down. Hayden rounds the car after shutting my door and once he gets in the car, he starts the engine and drives off. “You have no clue how long I’ve been waiting to kiss you,” he says as he rests a hand on my thigh.

“You saw me today in class,” I mention, but he just shakes his head as if I don't understand.

I like how Hayden always expresses his need for me. It makes me feel special and like I matter to someone.

And mattering to someone like Hayden Night feels thrilling.

“Yea but I couldn’t kiss you like I wanted to in class. I would have gotten kicked out.”

“Didn’t stop you from touching me a few weeks ago in class though.” I narrow my eyes at him while he just gives me an amused smirk.

“No one could see.”

Hayden and I talk about random things. What Natalia and Chris are up to, what Max is doing to get himself into trouble, what Kayden is doing tonight, things like that.

I tell him that I loved the flowers to which he just kisses my hand and focuses on driving.

When Hayden parks the car I see that we are in front of a mall. “What are we doing here?” I ask Hayden and smile before he gets out of the car and comes to my side of the car to open the door. He grabs my hand and locks the car. “What are we doing, Hayden?” I ask him, looking up at him with pleading eyes.

Hayden leans down and kisses me lightly on the lips and says, “The arcade. I thought it would be fun.”

I smile and just go along with it. Hayden pays for a game card when we get to the arcade.

It’s huge here and there are a lot of different games, even a huge game where two robots fight. There’s also a bar and it kind of reminds me of Dave & Buster's but bigger.

Hayden and I play different games. He manages to win a bunch of tickets and beats me at most of the games. I beat him at a Super Cars racing game and an axe throwing game. I also win at air hockey but Hayden says that he let me win.

Hayden and I end up going to a punching game where you have to punch a bag and it tells you your score and how hard your punch is.

I lean against a game and watch as Hayden prepares to punch the bag as if he is facing one of the biggest fights in his life. I smile while looking at him because I love how he seems so free tonight.

For the past few days since his last fight, he has been a little on edge and I ask him if he’s alright, he mainly just brushes it off and talks about something else to interest me. He has been at the gym a lot and sometimes he will invite me to go with him which I sometimes do because I like seeing Hayden fight for some reason.

He always teases me about how I blush when watching him fight.

Hayden punches the small bag and I watch as the numbers on the screen increase. It goes all the way up to 901 before it stops.

Hayden looks unimpressed while I’m in awe because he punches hard. He has a way with fighting. He does it so smoothly while being so rough.

We end up playing a few more games before we both decide to leave.

“Do you want anything to eat?” Hayden asks as we walk to his car, his hand is holding mine and his body is glued to me as if he can’t leave my side.

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