I coughed, nearly spitting out my mashed potatoes.
He was touching me with his eyes. It was practically foreplay! I tried to ignore him but it was too late. A hot pool of lust had settled in my belly. I crossed my arms, realizing my nipples were hard. I jumped up, knocking over my glass of iced tea.
Thankfully it was almost empty.
"Bellie! Are you alright?"
"Just-chilly. I want to grab a sweater."
"Alright but come right back and we can clear the table."
"Yes, mom."
I practically ran from the room. I could feel Kyle's eyes boring into my back. I heard him ask where the restroom was and excuse himself.
Argh!!! He was following me!
I ran for my bedroom and started to slam the door but he caught it with the flat of his hand.
"Where are you running to... Bellie?"
He was grinning at me like the cat that ate the canary. I had the sudden urge to smack the smug look off his handsome face. His eyes slid over my body, even more blatantly than before. I grabbed a light cardigan, angrily pulling it over my arms. I buttoned the center of it.
"Don't call me that!"
He just shook his head, leaning against my doorframe.
"Why not? You know I can still see those perfect tits of your, Bellie. Your nipples are practically poking a hole through that sweater."
I gasped.
"My father will hear you!"
He grinned.
"No. He won't."
He stepped into my room and I stepped backwards until my back was against the wall. He loomed over me, saying nothing.
Then he ran his hands over my shoulders, deliberately brushing my breasts with his forearms.
"Did I do that to you, Miss Priss?"
I opened my mouth but no words came out. He was making me confused dammit! And he had done this to me... without even touching me, I was aroused like never before.
Well, like only once before anyway.
"Meet me tomorrow after practice at my dorm. Unless you want me to tell him what you've been up to."
I glared at him.
"Blackmail? Really?"
He nodded slowly.
"I will stoop to anything to get what I want, Bellie. What we both want."
I inhaled sharply as he leaned forward, his lips brushing my ear. I closed my eyes, feeling my heart thud in my chest. My whole body felt alive. I could feel the heat rolling off him. The strength. I could smell that clean manly scent... images of our night together flooded my mind against my will. I whimpered, ready to fall into his arms. All he had to do was kiss me.
But he didn't. He just breathed four soft words against my ear, sending shivers down my spine. At that moment, even my goosebumps had goosebumps.
"And I want you."
When I opened my eyes, he was gone.
Chapter Six Kyle
The first stringers were watching me during practice today. Hell, everyone seemed to be watching. I'd been given a locker and a uniform without any formal announcement. But people had noticed.
And they didn't much like it.
Well, as my dad liked to say, tough shit.
I just stepped it up even harder.
I did have some fans on the team though. Dennis, a second string linebacker, for one. He'd been high fiving me since day one. The coaches were giving me nods of approval too. I even got my own trainer to work with in the gym.
Oh yeah, things were going very, very well.
And tonight, they were going to go even better.
Tonight, Belinda was coming to my dorm. And then I would be coming.
I grinned at the joke and lathered up in the showers. They had some stuff here that smelled like pine. I sniffed myself and laughed.
I hoped Bellie liked evergreens. Because she was about to visit the forest.
I was still smiling as I walked up to my dorm. I glanced at my watch. It was time. So where was Bellie? She'd agreed to meet me here, even if she only wanted to yell at me.
The girl had her prickly moments, that was for sure.
I turned in a circle, getting ready to raise hell. Then I saw her. Twenty feet away, sitting on a bench was a girl with dark sunglasses and a baseball cap pulled over her flaming red hair. She had on tight jeans and a jacket.
I walked over, my eyes sliding over her gorgeous body.
Even hunched over like that, there was no hiding it.
"It's kind of hard to hide this, Bellie."
I reached out and tugged on her bright red ponytail. She yanked it away from me, scowling. Clearly, she was here to fight, not fuck.
Oh, so it was going to be like this, was it?
Not on my watch.
I held out my hand.
"Come upstairs."
She stared at my hand like it was a snake. I left it there, waiting patiently. She looked away, clearly aggravated.
"Come on Bellie, I just want to talk."
That was a lie, but not a total one. I did want to talk. I also wanted to do other things.
Lots and lots of other things.
She made a rude sound and I smiled.
"You know this wasn't the deal, Princess."
She stood up and crossed her arms.
"There is no deal."
"Yes. There is."
"Oh, you're going to tell my dad? And lose your spot on the team?"
"He wouldn't kick me off for going with his daughter."