Page 79 of Molly: Part One
I need to talk about Ryan and how I’m feeling about just going for it with him because it is freaking me out.
Ryan
I felt like a huge pussy admitting to Molly that I was jealous of her drawing Jax today but I couldn’t help it. When I walked in on them in her room all I could think was that it should be me laid on that bed and it should be my body she was staring at. I don’t want her eyes on anyone but me. Yes, I know it’s completely irrational because she’s got a boyfriend and Jax has something going on with my sister but I just couldn’t help it.
Not long after she left to go and see Megan I went downstairs so I could see her sketch of Jax. I’ve always loved her artwork and although I’d be looking at him practically naked I wanted to see what she had produced, and I couldn’t wait until she got home and showed me herself. Luckily for me her sketchpad was open on her bed. As predicted the drawing was stunning, she is seriously talented.
I made the decision then and there that one day she would be drawing me. It would be awkward as hell because all I’ll be able to think about is the fact that I’m naked in front of her and I’m sure my dick will think it’s for one reason only, but I’m determined to let her do it. I want to see how she will capture me.
I head back upstairs after sitting on her bed for a while thinking about everything and continue working. I can’t wait until Friday, the end of term at last. These past few weeks have been crazy with my head of department being off. He’s supposed to be back after the break so will relieve me of the extra workload I’ve had to take on. I can’t lie and say that I haven’t spent more time than necessary at school because I was avoiding Molly but I have had a stupid amount of work too, I could have done a lot of it here though. It’s my colleague’s birthday on Friday night and he has planned a night out with a load of the lads at work. He won’t tell us where or what we are doing but every time he talks about it I can see the mischief dancing in his eyes so I can only imagine what he has up his sleeve.
It’s early evening before I finish my marking, I make a quick call to Abbi before having a shower and deciding to get something sorted for dinner. I know that Molly bought ingredients for a lasagne yesterday when we were shopping so I decide to give that a go with the help of a recipe.
I’m just finishing the washing up when I feel tingles run down my spine and my temperature rise a couple of degrees. I realise instantly that Molly is home and looking at me. I turn to grab the tea towel and my breath catches at the look on her face.
