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All our friends are already there and they are signaling us to join them.
“Hello everyone!” I greet them by sitting down next to Paula.
Mattheo sits down next to me and immediately places his hand on my thigh. I swear he can't keep his hands to himself !
‘No, I can't, my angel. Deal with it.’
I giggle mockingly as his voice echoes in my mind.
‘Get out of my mind, Rigast.’
‘What if I don't?’
‘You don't want to know.’
He raisesan eyebrow, amused and intrigued. You could say he's practically begging me to play with him. I glance over at our friends, and thankfully, the other telepath I know isn't there.
‘Apart from you and Tom, who in our group can read minds?’
His brows furrow in confusion and he narrows his eyes as he studies me suspiciously.
‘Nobody, why?’
Perfect! I let the memories of the times I touched myself play through my mind and immediately feel his hand grip my thigh tighter, almost making me wince at the slight pain I'm starting to feel.
‘Aelys,’he rumbles in my mind as a warning.
I laugh as I put carrots and beef on my plate. I can feel his piercing gaze on me and I smirk knowing I've won.
He is both excited and angry.
“Aelys 1 - Mattheo 0,” I whisper so that only he can hear.
He leans down to my ear, his hot breath tickling my skin, giving me goosebumps and making my pulse race.
“You'd better eat this plate quickly. We have somewhere to go next,” he booms hoarsely.
I swallow and bite my lower lip.
Yeah, I'm in deep shit.
CHAPTER 18
Aelys
I take my time eating these fucking carrots and I can tell it's pissing him off. I can feel his gaze burning into the side of my face and I'm starting to get nervous.
Yeah, I'm definitely not feeling brave anymore.
The girls are done eating and want to stop by their dorm to pick up books for their next classes, so they tell me we'll meet at Nancy's dorm after class and leaveonce I nod.
Cameron and Theo leave shortly after them because Theo wants to smoke before attending their brewing class. Arthur apologizes in turn and asks Mattheo to meet him after class. He didn't specify where, but apparently my fiancé already knows where to find the blond boy. Enzo offers to accompany him, so he follows, leaving me alone with Mattheo.
Lucky me…
We still haven't seen Tom, and I'm a little worried about him because he seemed upset this morning. I'll try to find him later. I have a feeling the grumpy boy next to me isn't going to let go of me for a while. I gasp when he pinches my thigh with his hand, and I glare at him.
“Follow me,” he orders in a voice that leaves no room for discussion.
