Page 41 of Divine Obsession

I bit my lip.

His hand in my hair.

Pulling just right.

I pressed my thighs together.

His rough hand brushing over my sensitive skin.

Touching me where he shouldn’t have.

My fingers moved over my necklace.

The pink, diamond heart above my own.

My pulse wasn’t hammering. Instead, it was slow; steady. Calm and sensual. Just the way he touched me.

The way he always spoke to me. Low and deep.

‘Happy birthday.’

‘You’re the first to tell me.’

He had been the first to tell me on my correct birth date – February fourteenth. And I didn’t know how to feel about it.

‘What’s my prize?’

‘What do you want?’

Especially when he acted like an asshole afterward. I fisted the pink pendant in my hand.

‘That puts you in my way. Watch your back.’

“Is this seat taken?”

I looked up to see a guy; golden hair, blue eyes, non-threatening, somewhat shy. Nothing likehim.

“No.”

“You mind?”

“Not at all.”

“Kyle.” Taking a seat, he offered his hand, which I took.

“Natalia.”

“Nice to meet you. So, what made you pick this awful class?”

I laughed.Communication studies. “An easy pass. You?”

“Overcoming social anxiety.” He chuckled, facing the front and pushing his glasses up the bridge of his nose.

“Good for you. That’s not easy.”

Kyle turned back to me, surprised by my answer. “Thanks. What’s your major?”

“Computer Science. You?”

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