forced my legs open with his knee. He got between
my legs and rubbed himself against my jeans. Thank god I wasn't
wearing a skirt. I pinched his stomach hard, trying to snap him out
of it. Didn't work. I pulled his head down so he was kissing my
neck and winced when he sucked on my neck, marking me. "Gah...
Damien, stop!" My hands went to his shoulders and I tried to push
him away once more.
I looked up just as Neil pulled
Damien off me and punched him squarely in the nose. My mouth was
gaping open but I didn't care as I crossed my arms over my raw
nipples. I watched as the two started to beat each other in the
middle of the party. After my few long seconds of surprise I kicked
into action and grabbed Neil's arm which was pulled back, ready to
land another punch to Damien's already swelling face. "Neil, stop!
That's enough!" Neil's chest was heaving, his nose crooked and
bloodied, Damien had managed to get in at least one
punch.
He dropped Damien's shirt, Damien
fell to the floor and he turned to me, his green eyes dark and
searching my face. "Are you okay?" His voice was husky, concern
clear.
I blinked at him, surprised,
confused. "I...I'm fine. Thank you but... I should take him to the
nurse..." I glanced at Damien, curled up on the floor. Will touched
my shoulder and I swear I heard Neil growl.
"I'll take him, Claire. You don't
need to baby this dude. He probably couldn't help himself, you
know. –I- know." Will heaved Damien up and slowly walked him out of
the party.
Neil wrapped his hand around my
elbow and gently pushed me towards the side. "Are you sure you're
okay?"
I tried to shake his hand free from
my elbow. "I'm fine. Where's Justice?" I looked around for her but
didn't see her anywhere.
"I don't give a fuck about Justice.
Claire, come with me to the Frat Formal." I felt like he'd struck
me and my knees weakened. It wasn't a question really, did I have
to respond?
"Neil, nothing has changed, I am
not looking to be your fun buddy." He shook his head and stepped
towards me. I stepped back and he kept going until my back was
against the wall. He leaned down and whispered against my neck,
making me shiver. My heart was still racing from the action-packed
evening.
"I'm not looking for you to be my
fun buddy. Please come with me to the formal?" I kept my hands to
myself. He was too damn tempting. I needed him to go
away.
"Bring flowers." I sucked in a
breath and ducked under his cagey arms and limped away with a
confidence I was far from feeling. I didn't get far before his hand
grabbed my wrist and pulled me towards his chest.
I stopped myself from falling
against him. "Can I sleep over tonight? My roommate has claimed the
room tonight."
"Isn't that convenient? No, you're
going to try funny business." He shook his head, his serious face
still up front.
"No, I promise. If there is any
funny business you can kick me in my bollocks. I love them very
much so I swear to you I am not going to try any funny business." I
couldn't say no to him. I sighed softly and turned, limping towards
my dorm.
As promised he tried no funny
business, he even slept with his clothes on. The evening flew by in
his company, I hadn't realized how much I'd missed our
companionship until I almost peed my pants laughing at his
exaggerated impression of Justice.
I forgot how it felt to be with
him. It was so easy. It felt so right. If only he didn't have the
other five hundred women, and Justice. Mostly Justice. I should
enjoy his company, maybe friendship would be enough. If Justice
would allow it.
Chapter 12
Neil
I pulled at the neck of my tux
shirt, they sure as hell made these things stuffy, but I looked
damn good, the lady glances I'd received as I'd walked towards
Claire's dorm was proof of that.
I let out a rush of air, trying to
clear my nerves. And shook my head at the absurdity of being
nervous, she was just a girl. She was sweet, caring, gorgeous. I
really hoped that tonight would be filled with more
my legs and rubbed himself against my jeans. Thank god I wasn't
wearing a skirt. I pinched his stomach hard, trying to snap him out
of it. Didn't work. I pulled his head down so he was kissing my
neck and winced when he sucked on my neck, marking me. "Gah...
Damien, stop!" My hands went to his shoulders and I tried to push
him away once more.
I looked up just as Neil pulled
Damien off me and punched him squarely in the nose. My mouth was
gaping open but I didn't care as I crossed my arms over my raw
nipples. I watched as the two started to beat each other in the
middle of the party. After my few long seconds of surprise I kicked
into action and grabbed Neil's arm which was pulled back, ready to
land another punch to Damien's already swelling face. "Neil, stop!
That's enough!" Neil's chest was heaving, his nose crooked and
bloodied, Damien had managed to get in at least one
punch.
He dropped Damien's shirt, Damien
fell to the floor and he turned to me, his green eyes dark and
searching my face. "Are you okay?" His voice was husky, concern
clear.
I blinked at him, surprised,
confused. "I...I'm fine. Thank you but... I should take him to the
nurse..." I glanced at Damien, curled up on the floor. Will touched
my shoulder and I swear I heard Neil growl.
"I'll take him, Claire. You don't
need to baby this dude. He probably couldn't help himself, you
know. –I- know." Will heaved Damien up and slowly walked him out of
the party.
Neil wrapped his hand around my
elbow and gently pushed me towards the side. "Are you sure you're
okay?"
I tried to shake his hand free from
my elbow. "I'm fine. Where's Justice?" I looked around for her but
didn't see her anywhere.
"I don't give a fuck about Justice.
Claire, come with me to the Frat Formal." I felt like he'd struck
me and my knees weakened. It wasn't a question really, did I have
to respond?
"Neil, nothing has changed, I am
not looking to be your fun buddy." He shook his head and stepped
towards me. I stepped back and he kept going until my back was
against the wall. He leaned down and whispered against my neck,
making me shiver. My heart was still racing from the action-packed
evening.
"I'm not looking for you to be my
fun buddy. Please come with me to the formal?" I kept my hands to
myself. He was too damn tempting. I needed him to go
away.
"Bring flowers." I sucked in a
breath and ducked under his cagey arms and limped away with a
confidence I was far from feeling. I didn't get far before his hand
grabbed my wrist and pulled me towards his chest.
I stopped myself from falling
against him. "Can I sleep over tonight? My roommate has claimed the
room tonight."
"Isn't that convenient? No, you're
going to try funny business." He shook his head, his serious face
still up front.
"No, I promise. If there is any
funny business you can kick me in my bollocks. I love them very
much so I swear to you I am not going to try any funny business." I
couldn't say no to him. I sighed softly and turned, limping towards
my dorm.
As promised he tried no funny
business, he even slept with his clothes on. The evening flew by in
his company, I hadn't realized how much I'd missed our
companionship until I almost peed my pants laughing at his
exaggerated impression of Justice.
I forgot how it felt to be with
him. It was so easy. It felt so right. If only he didn't have the
other five hundred women, and Justice. Mostly Justice. I should
enjoy his company, maybe friendship would be enough. If Justice
would allow it.
Chapter 12
Neil
I pulled at the neck of my tux
shirt, they sure as hell made these things stuffy, but I looked
damn good, the lady glances I'd received as I'd walked towards
Claire's dorm was proof of that.
I let out a rush of air, trying to
clear my nerves. And shook my head at the absurdity of being
nervous, she was just a girl. She was sweet, caring, gorgeous. I
really hoped that tonight would be filled with more
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