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

In the past, I would have probably played along and flirted back. Maybe even shared a kiss or two. . . eventually I'd give her my number which was in fact the number for a random pizza place.

All that was in the past now, I'm not interested in anyone beside Emily. She completely ignores my words and one of her hands rest on my arm suggestively. She strokes my skin and my eyes snap towards it.

Does this girl not get it?

What part of I'm not interested does she not understand?

"Aren't you Jake Melvin?" she purrs, getting closer to me. I can smell her sickly sweet perfume, the kind that makes you gag when it hits the back of your throat.

"Nope," I lie. I hastily move my arm away and continue to eat my sandwich which funnily enough is so much more interesting than her. She giggles childishly at my response, taking it as a joke and I raise my brow at her ignorance.

She leans forward once again, completely invading my personal space and whispers seductively in my ear. I choke on my bacon sandwich at her words and gently push her back away from me whilst trying not to have a coughing fit. Funnily enough, I'm in the right place if I so happen to die from choking on bacon. Death by bacon.

What a legendary way to leave this world.

"What do you say?" She purrs, smirking at me and I sigh dramatically before turning towards her.

"Look, I'm here to enjoy a simple bacon sandwich. I'm shattered and my girlfriend is lying upstairs in a coma. The last thing I need right now is to be doing 'that' with you." I tell her bluntly, making sure she understood my words.

I can hear a few sniggers around me and I smile tightly at her before downing the last of my coffee, scraping the chair back and standing up. Her face is priceless, she looks embarrassed and from the blush creeping up her cheeks, I'd say my guess is right. I chuckle quietly, thanking the cafe worker again before heading back to Emily's room.

Some people just have no shame.

Chapter Thirty Eight - Downright confused.

Tobias' POV-

I grab my water bottle and locker key before heading towards the door. My breathing eventually calms down but my muscles ache signalling an amazing workout. I nod a goodbye at the gym instructor by the door before heading out, wiping the sweat off my head with my arm. My thoughts turned towards Emily and I feel a pang of hurt knowing everything she's gone through. She's a good person and doesn't deserve any of it. Now she's  fighting for her life in a coma.

She isn't your problem Tobias.

I sigh, annoyed at myself for thinking about her. On cue my phone beeps and I pull it out of my pocket, leaving the gym as I do so. The text is from Jake and as I read the words, a smile flashes across my face. I rarely smile so when I do, it's for good reason. Emily squeezed Jake's hand today showing some sort of improvement. Improvement is good. I text him back quickly —

Let me know if anything else changes. -T

I hesitate, my finger hovering over the send button. Should I send it? I don't want Jake taking it the wrong way. I roll my eyes knowing Jake would take it exactly the wrong way. My finger instead presses the delete button and I sigh in annoyance once more.

When Emily moved in with us I reacted badly towards her, even I know that. I took my relationship with Jake out on her and that wasn't fair of me. I realise how much of a dickhead move that was.

I run my hand through my hair as I remember the morning she helped clean me up. She made me laugh and smile as we both watched some crappy Netflix show. My whole attitude towards her since that morning has changed, we became friends.

I swallow the lump in my throat as the word 'friends' floats around my thoughts. Stop it Tobias! Don't do this again.

I shut my eyes tightly and push the feeling away. I can't do it to him, not again. I can't have a crush on another one of his girlfriends. I've regretted it ever since, the loss of a brother and the gain of an enemy is just too much. We've been at each other's throats for years and now it feels like everything is slowly rebuilding back together. As slow as a snail on drugs but still moving forward.

I just hope that snail doesn't change its mind and start going backwards instead.

"Hey Tobias, do you want to go see Emily in hospital later?" Ivory asks me, popping her head round my bedroom door. I pull my earphones out, turning the volume on my phone down.

"Nope." I shake my head, resting my arms over my head. Ivory frowns, letting herself in and shutting the door behind her. "Why not?"

"Because there's no point. She's in a coma Ivory, she can't hear us." I respond, rolling my eyes. Ivory blows out a deep breath before heading back towards the door, a stomp in her step. Damn, I angered her.

"She could still use our support Tobias. So could Jake! You know, our cousin?" She says angrily before slamming the door behind her. My bedroom shakes

from the force of the door and I groan, rolling over and putting my pillow over my head.

Moments pass and I sigh, knowing Ivory is right. I quickly grab my jacket, chucking it on before heading for the door. Ivory is halfway out the front door as I reach the top of the stairs —

"Ivory, wait up!" I yell, taking the stairs two at a time. She turns round, smiling at me before heading towards her