Touch Me While I Taste You

Chapter 7

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Arabella Rivera 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

There were only two things that made my heart skip a beat. One, spiders and two, my favorite show airing a new episode. But now staring at Haiden, I could not help but question the skipping of my heart. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I blamed the anger from earlier, it couldn’t be more or less than that. It had to be. 

 

 

 

 

“Arabella.” A soft feminine voice called out to get my attention. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

But strangely my eyes seemed to be glued to the brown-eyed boy a small distance away from me. He and a couple of friends of his were seated at the very back of his truck. They were laughing and chatting loudly. Yet his eyes seemed to not want to stray away from me just like my own was denying me. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

A gentle smack to his shoulder from a ginger-haired girl has his attention snapping away from me, not before he winks. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

“What the hell was that?!” 

 

 

 

 

 

 

One, two, three shakes on the shoulder had my head shifting to the wide-eyed blonde with the expression of wonder altering her once cheerful face. Her over shiny glossy lips parted as she darted her baby-blue eyes from Haiden and I. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I shifted on my feet, gripping the strap of the bag a little tighter than necessary. “What?” I turned around and prayed for one of her worshippers to take her attention away from me. I felt like an ant under a microscope and I hated it. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Hands grip my shoulders and forced me to whirl around to face her. Her eyes are bulging out so much that I feared it would pop out of its sockets. Gwen shook my shoulder and looked at me in a way that screamed ‘have you gone officially nuts?’. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

“Haiden Cross.” She murmurs faintly with the look of being dumbfounded. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

her hold and fixed the bag strap on my shoulder. “What about him?” I asked with a casual

 

 

 

 

 

 

I

 

 

 

 

 

 

drew closer to mine until her nose was but an inch away from my own. Her eyes skip from both my eyes as if searching for answers. “Are you kidding? He had been staring at you and he fucking

 

 

 

 

 

 

not enough to gain more attention than required. I draw out a breath of relief. Everyone was too busy chatting about the approaching party or why Mr. Donald’s hair looked like

 

 

 

 

 

 

with the intention to dirty me. Why? Because he caught me staring at him through my window like a creep? Yeah…..no. Gwen

 

 

 

 

 

 

not so oafish answer a feminine voice rang out, successfully breaking Gwen’s intimidating stare away from

 

 

 

 

 

 

Samantha yelled again. Both Gwen and I turn to stare at the

 

 

 

 

 

 

Antarctica, Gwen waved back more enthusiastically.

 

 

 

 

 

 

down to whisper in my ears. “Don’t think you’re off the hook just yet.” She straightens her spine just as

 

 

 

 

 

 

two starts talking, Gwen would

 

 

 

 

 

 

just a stare Arabella. Everyone stares, it’s part

 

 

 

 

 

 

right back on track before

 

 

 

 

 

 

before us and does that thing with her face where she clenches her eyes tightly and widens her smile. A soft gust of wind brushes past us

 

 

 

 

 

 

Gwen answered.

 

 

 

 

 

 

early? Especially on the

 

 

 

 

Samantha.” I said flatly.

 

 

 

 

 

 

suppose. With her bubbly personality,

 

 

 

 

 

 

open, and her shapely brows furrow in confusion. “Uh oh, someone

 

 

 

 

 

 

“I don’t have a cat.” I grumble and side-step her

 

 

 

 

 

 

Samantha asked

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