Page 10 of Sinful King
I shook that encounter off just as the last bell rung and slipped into Mr. Williams math class. He cut his eyes at me, up at the clock, and then tipped his head toward the seat in the front.
A second late and this guy still won’t let up.
I respected his position though and took up residence at my new desk.
Didn’t matter what happened for the next two hours of school as long as Blair met me afterward and accepted my gift.
I cruised through the rest of the day and went straight to our meetup spot after sending Finn home without me.
She kept me waiting, like always.
And I stayed put,like always.
“Sorry, Oisin,” Blair said as she approached, calling me by my middle name. “I had to sit with the Dean about my little spat this morning. Blah Blah.”
Our eyes met and she quickly looked away.
“Nobody will know you looked me in the eyes, Amoy.”
Her middle name meant beautiful goddess and every time she used mine, I took the opportunity to use hers in return. To call her beautiful without actually saying it.
It was a win win in my book.
Blair got to keep her distance and I got to express how I really felt without going against her father’s wishes.
“But I’ll know,” she whispered. “Every time I look at you, I…”
She lifted her hands and dropped them, still refusing to give me what I wanted.
fall in love with you even more.
“We shouldn’t feel this way,” Blair went on, ignoring what we both knew. “We’re so young and I’m off limits, remember?”
Why were we talking about this again?
“Right,” I agreed, reaching for the bag behind me. “Everything you wanted is there.”
Blair lifted an eyebrow and took a peek inside.
“This surveillance pack is better than the one I saw you researching. I switched out the bigger pieces for smaller devices. It’ll be easier to use and set up. Plus, they come with yearly upgrades.”
She looked up into my eyes, her brows furrowed in question.
“I didn’t ask for this.”
“You did,” I quipped, pushing it into her hands but not letting go after our fingers touched. “When we talked the other day, you said you wished you could see what was happening behind closed doors at the church. Now you can.”
Blair had this look in her eyes that confused me at first and then she started to cry and confused me even more.
“I can take it back if—”
She pulled the bag close to her chest and me with it or more like I moved with her.
“No, I’m keeping it,” she whispered through sniffles. “I just thought you were giving me something else, like those Nike spikes I mentioned. But you’re always listening so intently. I’m just grateful for you, little deer.”
Blair ran track, an all-American at fifteen, of course she thought I’d bought spikes.
I wrapped an arm around her as laughter spilled from my lips without permission.
