His Mission (HIS SERIES Book 1) by SAKINA HUSSAIN (ebook reader library TXT) 📕

room despite it being full of people. When I'm around him, he's all I see.

"You're insanely beautiful, you know that?" Jake breathes out, blue eyes twinkling in my direction. I breathe in sharply, looking up at him from under my lashes.

"Really?"

"Hell yes," Jake mutters, pulling my body closer against his. He inches down, his lips pressing against mine in a hungry kiss. I kiss him back eagerly, my arms tightening around his neck.

Ivory clearing her throat beside me snaps me out of the trance Jake sucked me into. I pull back slowly, realising we're both still at the party with everyone watching us. A hot blush begins to crawl up the nape of my neck, spreading through to the tips of my ears.

"Sorry," I apologise sheepishly, attempting to put some distance between Jake and I. He doesn't seem phased by the sets of eyes staring at us. Instead of pulling back, I feel his arms wrap around me tightly, keeping me close.

"That is some serious PDA, break it up." Ivory grimaces jokingly.

"Shut up and walk." Jake hits back at her, reaching over to give her a playful punch in the arm. Ivory rolls her eyes before wondering back into crowds. I let out a small giggle, the blush on my cheeks still burning brightly. When I glance back up at Jake, he's watching me intently, blue eyes shining.

I could spend forever looking into his eyes.

"Should we dance?" I ask him, taking hold of his hand in mine. Jake smiles and nods as I led him straight to the middle of the dance floor, everyone parting a little to give us space. I begin moving to the music, aware of Jake's presence right behind me. His hands rest on my hips and I smile, a warm feeling settling inside my chest. From behind, Jake places his head into the crook of my neck. Every few seconds, he'd place a soft kiss on the bare skin, just below my ear.

"Spend the night with me," Jake whispers, his voice a low rumble. I find myself nodding, biting down on my lower lip. The remaining hours of the party are spent with Jake directly by my side, whispering sweet words to me the entire night.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Chapter Forty Nine - Needing reassurance.

I make my way to the kitchen sink, pouring myself a nice cold glass of water. The minute it touches my lips, I guzzle it down, feeling instantly relieved at the soothing feeling it has on my throat. Getting drunk doesn't appeal to me whatsoever but I still know how to have fun. I smile at a few others lingering around the kitchen before placing the cup back into the sink.

"You're Jake's girlfriend, aren't you?"

I spin around, meeting a busty blonde that I've never seen before. She's wearing a very low cut top and a denim miniskirt finished off with six inch pink heels.

"Yes I am." I smile warmly at her, wiping my hands on the tea towel.

"You're so lucky," she breathes out, twirling a strand of blonde hair around her finger.

"Yes I am," I repeat hastily, trying to dodge her so I can get back to the party. She purposely stands in my way, shuffling on her heels.

"You're the one who was in a coma, right?" She asks and I crease my eyebrows up at her words. How does she know that? Maybe she's someone from college. . .

"Yes, I was." I respond, my voice monotone as I try again to step round her. She bounces on her heels, standing right in front of me before placing a hand on my arm.

"Oh my god! I am so glad you're okay, I saw Jake at the hospital and he was such a mess!" She says, her voice annoyingly squeaky and her tone fake. I smile tightly, unsure that she's genuinely glad for my health at all.

"Oh, do you know Jake personally?" I ask her, leaning back against the kitchen sink. She smirks at my words, twirling her hair faster round her finger which is becoming annoying, really fast. She giggles, batting her long eyelashes.

"You could say that."

I narrow my eyes at her response, feeling very uneasy at this whole conversation. I stand up straight, clapping my hands together to remove invisible dust.

"Okay, I should get back to the party," I say cheerfully, trying to be nice. She grabs onto my arm once again before leaning in close.

"He is amazing in bed isn't he?" She giggles once again. I blink in surprise, wondering whether I heard her correctly.

"Excuse me?" I spit out, taking a step back. I pull my arm free from her grasp and turn on my heel, heading for the door.

Just how many girls has Jake slept with?

I feel my breathing quicken and the familiar squeezing pain in my chest. The room feels like it's shrinking in size, the walls closing in around me. I head for the back door instead, needing to get some fresh air.

The garden is practically empty and I head for the wall, perching myself up onto it. I shut my eyes and let the cold air seep its way into my skin, cooling me down. My breathing shallows out and I feel grateful for the fact I can breath easily again. I've never slept with anyone yet it seems like Jake has his fair share of girls. . .

"Want a smoke?" I hear a familiar voice and turn to meet Tobias' eyes. I nod silently, feeling a little numb and Tobias hands me a cigarette which I gladly accept. I don't even smoke yet the cigarette looks appealing to me. Maybe it's the alcohol in my system.

I place the end of the tip in my mouth, balancing it between my lips. I lean forward and motion for Tobias to light me up.