Page 138 of Obsession

I understood. He would come back. I realized that I could no longer concentrate on anything when he looked at me with this new gaze. Fantastic.

I licked my lips and nodded.

He leaned down to kiss me and then paused, an agonizing inch away. He looked at my lips and let out a low growl, harsh, like an angry demon.

“Patience…” he whispered barely audibly, then let go of me and turned to pick up the rest of his clothes.

I stayed in place for a few seconds, stunned, my hormones in thumbtacks. Since last night he had resolved to be patient, but if that meant he wouldn’t kiss me again, well, then we had a problem.

I watched him get dressed and rubbed my thighs together, not really wanting to explain why.

I wondered what my hair looked like; how disheveled? I hadn’t even brushed my teeth, for fuck’s sake. I didn’t have much time to think about it though, because Harris was standing in front of me again, reaching for the door handle.

I turned around like a robot as he opened the door and whispered in my ear:

“I have told you time and time again how sexy you are, but I don’t think I have mentioned how beautiful you are too.”

My insides liquefied and I was close to fainting on the doorstep.

“See you soon, beautiful.”

He slowly kissed my neck. I had no idea how I got my feet to move, how I convinced myself to leave the room and not jump his bones.

I had no recollection of when I had reached the kitchen and saw my father. Could he read what I was feeling? How terribly aroused I was by a few simple words and a kiss on the neck. I immediately went to the fridge to drink some cold water.

My father was busy, I didn’t need to deal with him. He was talking on the phone with one hand while tending to the omelet with the other. He barely answered my ‘hello’.

I kept looking out the window because I was afraid that I’d see Harris walking across the yard, but I didn’t see him or his car.

I already knew he hadn’t parked it in front of my house, but it wasn’t nearby either.

After about ten minutes, I heard a powerful engine start up. He drove past in a flash, a split second, but it wasn’t his car. He had come in a car that my neighbors didn’t know.

I smiled in amusement and went back to my room to get ready for school. It was really quiet now, but not as uncomfortable as last night. What had happened had changed a lot, it had changed everything.

There was a sheet of paper on my bed, and I walked towards it, the air caught in my lungs again, my knees went weak, and my heart fluttered in my chest like a bitch in love.

His contact lenses were on the paper, and underneath were two words:

I promise.

CHAPTER 15

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BREATHE. THINK. RUN.

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I gulped as Harris parked in front of the school. Every pair of eyes within 60 meters automatically focused on us, and I sank into the seat. I wanted to stay in the car so I wouldn’t see those judgy, mocking looks. I felt for myself what it meant to be… Harris’ partner. What people automatically thought of me. It wasn’t that they were talking shit about me, it was that they were just talking. All I wanted from this town was peace and quiet, but I wasn’t going to get that anymore, not with Harris around.

“Give me something,” I said before getting out of the car.

Harris looked at me seriously and immediately recognized that I was asking for drugs. I was lucky I had time to eat this morning; my dad wouldn’t allow me to leave the house until I finished my omelet.

“No. I’m not giving you anything today,” he replied, looking through the windshield.

I turned my face to him, surprised.

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