God thatsass.
“First of all, your eyes were closed” I deadpan. “Second, pick up the ball.”
She grabs it sceptically, but freezes when she see’s what I’ve printed on it. A sharp laugh echos through the night, she keels over and tries to catch her breath before turning it around so I can see. Nathans big ugly face is stretched around it. “There’s no way” she says between wheezes.
I nod my head, “now actuallytrythis time.”
Claire manages to hit every ball after that, images of her father and Nathan come flying at her and with as much power as she can, she swings.
“So how’d I do?” I ask, throwing my arm around her shoulders and walking her back to the car.
She pretends to ponder it for a moment before stopping and pulling me against her, “best first date ever.”
forty
CLAIRE
I’m sitting on my bed when I feel someone watching me from my doorway, I flick my eyes up to see Lucas leaning against my doorframe. My heart starts to beat rapidly in my chest, making my stomach flip while I watch the boy I’m falling for smile at me.
It is very rare to see a genuine Lucas St. James smile. I mean sure, he smiles all the time, but to see a smile that’s one hundred percent genuine, it’s uncommon. The fact that it’s directed towards me, makes my heart swim in happiness.
“Mind if I hangout with you?” He asks.
“Sure, if you want.” Things were so much simpler when I didn’t know I was in love with the guy, I mean, now I get all nervous and clammy when he’s around me. I tumble over my words and stutter, he makes me feel crazy, but the kind of crazy I can’t get enough of.
He sits down next to me on my bed, leaning back against my headboard and watching me as I work. “Did you just come in here to watch me?”
“Yes.”
Holy fuck, don’t say things like that St. James, you’re going to make my heart explode.
“Stalker” I joke. Pushing him away as he chuckles.
“I’m serious,” he says, leaning in close to my ear, “I like being around you pretty girl. You make my life interesting.” His hot breath hits my ear, I can feel him looking down at my lips as he speaks. I swallow thickly, trying to get rid of the sudden dryness in my mouth. He leans back against my bed frame and I try to compose myself the best I can.
Lucas, you are playing a nasty little game right now. You’re making me fall further and further in love with you and I really don’t know how to stop it. I don’t want to stop it.
“You’re really annoying, you know that?”
“Why? Do I make you uncomfortable Claire? Do I make you feel things you’ve never felt before?” He leans into me again, he grabs my cheek lightly and forces me to make eye contact with him, “You have no idea what kind of things I can make you feel, pretty girl, you have no idea what kinds of things you makemefeel.”
I’m breathless, breathless and shocked and- oh my god I think I’m having a heart attack.
He gets up and walks out of my room.
Who the fuck does that? Who the actual fuck says something like that and then just walks away?
So now, instead of finishing notes, I’m gonna sit here for the next hour and a half thinking about that whole exchange over and over again.
For fucks sake Lucas, what are you doing to me.
* * *
I hear screaming coming from downstairs, I bolt out of my room and run to find Davis on the counter holding Luna, and the rest of the guys standing on the couch.
“What the hell is going on down here?” I ask.
“Spider!” Miller screeches, pointing towards the floor.
