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I badly wanted to tell him it wasn’t as normal as he made it sound, but I couldn’t. Not when something cold suddenly washed over me, my instincts telling me something was wrong.
I tugged on his sleeve without thinking, and when Kellion glanced at me with a smile, I knew my instincts were right. Whatever he had read on his phone, it wasn’t good.
“What is it?” Kellion asked, a fake smile still playing on his lips.
Did he really think he could fool me? I wetted my lips, feeling nervous and helpless at the same time.
He frowned. “Aria?”
What’s wrong?I really wanted to ask him that, but I had a feeling if I did, it would only make him smile more.
My fingers started to move, words forming on my scribble board.
Want to come up?
Chapter Twelve
Dear Ashton,
As your sister, I consider it my responsibility to teach you about the birds and the bees.
So here’s your first lesson: an invitation to come up to a girl’s room doesn’t mean she’s inviting you to have sex.
Love, Your Big Sis
“SO THIS IS YOUR ROOM.”
I didn’t answer. Kellion Argyros hadn’t been in my room for more than five seconds and he was already making me regret my decision. My dorm room was of average size, but Kellion made it feel tiny and cramped, his presence dominating the entire space. He changed the place just by being there, and I had a feeling I would no longer be able to picture my room without him in it.
“It’s surprisingly...cheerful.”
I swiped one of the pillows from the bed and threw it at him.Very funny.
He caught the pillow with one hand, grinning. “Who knew you’d be into vintage chic?”
I threw more pillows at him, mainly because it was true. Iwasinto girly vintage chic, but it was my deepest, darkest secret, knowing that it didn’t go well at all with my image.
I had painted my walls in old rose, and my bed was an art masterpiece in itself, with asakuratree painted on its curved headboard. My bedsheets featured a black and white pattern, while the lamp on the desk was made of glass and brass, the body shaped like the Eiffel Tower.
I pointed at his lips and then I drew a line across my throat.If you tell anyone about this, I’ll kill you.
His grin widened just before he started taking photos of my room.
Aaargh.
I rushed towards him, intending to snatch his phone and maybe crush it into pieces, but Kellion only caught me with a deep, sexy chuckle. His mouth slammed against my lips, and the next thing I knew, we were on the bed, his body covering mine.
“I’m going to fuck you until tomorrow,” he whispered.
He was?
He lifted his head. “That’s why you invited me, right?”
I shook my head fiercely, trying to shove him away, placing my hands against his chest as I pushed.
“Then tell me why. The real reason, not the B.S. you gave me in the elevator.” Kellion rolled his eyes. “You really think I’d believe someone like you would be suddenly scared of being alone in your room because it started raining outside?”
I made a face. Should I be flattered or offended?
