Conjuring Dragons by Chante Francis (surface ebook reader TXT) 📕

Chapter Five

Standing there with my hand and forehead against the cool glass thinking over Veronica's reaction to that boy, I kept confusing and frustrating myself. I just couldn’t understand how seeing some guy could cause such a reaction. Guys have never made either of us act like that before. I stared out at the lake thinking about how she treated me, how hitting that floor didn't just hurt my butt; it hurt a whole lot more. Left me feeling raw to know that I could be so easily forgotten by the only person I love.

I mean how could she? After all we’ve been through together, even knowing that we have no one else in this world but each other, I can't believe she just tossed me to the side like that. Nice to know that I mean oh so much to her. Whatever happened to chicks before dicks? Sisters over misters?

"Babe you know I want you, but tomorrow’s the first day of school. We both know damn well I’m not going to be on time for the rest of the year, I figure I should at least be on time for the first day back. Plus you know coach wants us in early for a brief morning practice tomorrow.” Silence “Aw don’t make that face, you know I want you. I just don’t think having you tonight would be a good move. If I’m late he won’t let me play in the game this weekend and we start the season against one of our rivals. I have to play. We’ll do something after you finish practice tomorrow ok?" I hear a smooth voice, definitely has to be a guy, right outside the door. I turn and after bending over a bit to get a better view, see the shadows of two people slipping in through the bottom. One is wearing heels and the other isn't, solidifying my guess that a guy is indeed outside my new room.

"Okay baby. I’ll miss you tonight though, and I know you'll miss my body,” she whispers quietly “all the guys always miss my body,”  before speaking up again, “Promise me that tomorrow night you'll be between my thighs again. Okay? Promise?" The girl says in what she thinks is a sexy voice, but it actually just sounds like someone constipated. She leans up on her tip toes, the back of her heels leaving the hardwood floor and I hear the sound of saliva swapping. No way in hell am I kissing him now, I don’t want her germs. Germs that she’s apparently passing around to everybody. How did he not hear her talking about other guys?

I make my own promise to myself not to sleep with my fiancé, anyone who isn’t deaf can tell that he’s sleeping with this girl, and she sounds like he’s not the only one getting some of her taco. I can just imagine the amount of STD's or "Special Sauce" this girl is harboring, and honestly it sends deep shivers of disgust through my body. Absolutely revolting.

I hear them separate as little feet come running in our direction. “Jason! Jason! Mummy and daddy got the surprise! She’s so beautiful too! I bet you’ll fall in –“

I hear the male voice cut her off, “Silly,” he pauses and I hear him sigh, “Why are you naked?”

Right on cue I hear her mom coming down the hall yelling, “Priscilla Marie Flint! Get back here and take your bath!” Priscilla squeaks and after saying “I have to go” runs off in the opposite direction of her mother. Right outside the door I hear her mother say “Octavia shouldn’t you be home at this hour? I wouldn’t want your father to worry, and we actually need our son for something important. You understand I’m sure, so say goodnight and hurry up home dear.”

 “Ok Mrs. flint, I’ll be leaving soon.”  

I’m guessing she walked away, because the girl apparently named Octavia then says to the male I now know to be Jason, “Something important? What are you hiding from me baby?”

She must have been touching him while she asked if his answering moan is any indication, "Mm. Babe, you’re turning me on and we don’t have time for that." He says before she squeals, I'm guessing he squeezed her ass cheek or bit her neck or something, maybe he tried to fondle her boob, I don’t know. “It’s nothing you need to be concerned with, just have to prove something to my parents.” My stomach starts threatening to empty itself as the sound of saliva swapping fills the hallway again. Thankfully it stops sooner rather than later, and then I just have to hear quiet mumbles as they whisper to each other. I catch the click clack of her heels as she walks away. Then silence.

I sigh and leave the window, strolling towards the bed mulling over the mess I seem to have landed in. I pass the dresser and notice a poster on the wall that I don’t remember seeing when I first waltzed in, another half-naked female. Nice. I sigh again and shake my head as I hear the door swing open.

There’s a moment of absolute silence, accentuated with a heated feeling on my back, like someone’s watching me. I stop moving as my mind starts coming up with the oddest thoughts at a mile a minute. What if he decides I’m not pretty enough and tries to kill me? What if he likes that girl better than he likes me? What if my body alone isn’t good enough? What if he thinks I’m too smart? Wait, why do I care?

"You must be my fiancé."

I slowly turn my head, Good lord, to see the most beautiful guy in my world, I don’t think I could or ever have been able to imagine anyone hotter. He wasn’t a perfect specimen physically, well probably not to every other female on this planet, but he did look delectable. His nose was a bit crooked, in a way that told me it’d been broken before, and he had a few scars on his face here and there but he still looked amazing. Two seconds of actually being in his presence and I already wanted to strip him and jump his bones. I wanted to make him the happiest man alive, or at least die trying. The thought of a frown staining his face nearly ripped my heart in two, and I didn’t even know him. I wanted to though, damn did I want to know everything about this man.

I opened my mouth to say something and break the silent hold he already had on me, but he beat me to it, "God you’re sexy.” He looks me up and down real slow, his gaze stopping on my ass and staying there, “I like your outfit by the way."

Ignoring the weird feeling that’s sprouted up in my stomach and the urge to let him touch me wherever he pleases, I roll my eyes and resist the urge to pull my tank top down over my shorts. Solemnly reminding myself of the promise I just made, stating I wouldn't sleep with him, I take a deep breath to try and calm myself. I start to chant mentally, I will not show him any signs of the way he has already started affecting me. In the next minute though, a thought occurs to me, I never said anything about torturing him. Maybe I can torture him enough that he “cheats” with that other girl and they hopefully let me out of this whole perfect for each other marriage bullshit.

I turn and try to finish my journey to the bed, slightly swaying my hips as I walk, completely ignoring his presence. He obviously doesn't like that, because I hear him growl a little, something I don’t think I’ve ever heard anyone do outside of a movie, before quickly walking into my path. I stop moving as he does a bit of a semi-circle around me, no longer liking the idea of having him behind me, I turn my body to face him. Big mistake. I should have just kept moving.

"Hello” He starts, and receives no response from me as his voice draws my attention to his lips, “my name is Jason.” His tongue slides out quickly to wet his lips and make me shiver. I notice out of my peripheral vision as he slowly starts looking me up and down again, a smile curving on his lips “and I will be taking your body on a very pleasurable trip tonight.” he says rather smoothly with an emphasis on the very. “In a moment I'll be taking you to cloud nine and beyond, but before that why don’t you take a deep breath? Because I can guarantee breathing won’t be as easy once I start." He says to me as his mouth slips into a confident smirk, like he’s some sort of sex god or something and he knows it. Lord help me if he is.

Leave it to me to get the cocky one. "What makes you think I want you?" I ask, trying to feign disinterest while raising an eyebrow and crossing my arms over my chest. Another mistake, because it accentuates my cleavage and raises my tank top to reveal some midriff.

Jason growls again and suddenly leans into my personal space, forcing me to back up in an attempt to regain it. He keeps coming, pushing me up against the wall, he reaches up and pushes my hair out of my face, before staring in my eyes for a few minutes. Somehow knowing that it’s making my body warm up for him.

I gently push my way into his mind without his knowledge and find it anything but blank. Not a single thought could be heard, not a single memory seen, just a snapshot of this moment. It’s as though just staring into my eyes can quiet his world, and that thought causes an unwanted and unexpected feeling to spread through me. Happiness. A man I just met, who I know next to nothing about, that people are attempting to force me to be with is making me happy. This day can’t get any weirder. The thought causes me to blink multiple times breaking the innocent connection. As his mind starts to fill with fantasies straight out of a porno, staring yours truly I know it’s time I leave his mind before he gets me any slicker.

His vision slips from my eyes to my mouth, this look comes over his features, like he’s hungry. Not the kind of hunger that would make you jump back and scream bloody murder, but the kind that tightens your stomach and sends your blood pumping through your veins at high speeds. The kind of hunger that makes you want to pull him closer, run your hands through his hair, wrap your legs around his waist and mold yourself to his body. I wanted him like a little kid wants candy. Like a man who just crossed the Sahara desert wants water, and I just didn’t understand why. I needed him, I needed him bad and I needed him now.

I licked my lips and before I knew it, Jason was slamming the rest of his figure against me. With his body pinned on mine, he ran his fingertips down my arms and sides, like a feather at first but getting rougher and rougher the more he tried to hold back. A soft moan broke free from me, I didn't mean to but it just escaped