Here is the next installment.
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It would be a gross lie for Skye to say that the encounter with Nikolas had no effect on her, even if she wanted to pretend as if it didn't. Still she hadn't seen him, not that she expected to if she were to be honest. It was nice to have the most sought after person in her entire school to take notice of her existence.
Pluto was small. Pluto High School, home of the Rockets, even smaller and everyone knew everyone.
Awareness tickled the back of her neck, and Skye peaked her head around her locker door, just in time to see Nickolas himself turn the corner of the hallway in her direction. If she didn't know any better, she would've believed her own thoughts conjured him to her. Not that she particularly minded to look at him. He was gorgeous after all and she would be a hypocrite and a liar to say anything but.
Just seeing him again overwhelmed her senses and she was reminded of his heat. His strong body, corded with muscles from his years on the football team, towering over her as she had waited, breath held, brown eyes staring into green.
Would he have tried to kissed her?
Would she have tried to stop him?
She didn't know at the time, Skye still didn't know the answer to that question now as she continued to look upon him with a few other members of the Pluto Rockets football team. She shook her head. She needed to snap out of it. Nickolas Asante may be a walking god of sex in the flesh, but she couldn't afford to lose focus. She redirected her attention to gathering her belongings in her locker and transferring them into her bag.
Nickolas saw her peak past her locker door when he turned the corner. He wanted her. Absentmindedly listening to Josh talk about a party he was throwing tonight, Nickolas began to formulate a plan. He had done his due diligence on little Skye Johnson and he knew how she needed to be in order to be open to what he had in mind and Josh unknowingly inspired the where for Nickolas.
"I'll catch up with you guys later." He hung back from his team members before stalking behind Skye.
She didn't hear him approach her, too focused on redirecting her thoughts from him and onto things "more important." His hand slamming open palmed on the locker beside her head jolted her. With a curse, she whirled towards the offensive sound and upon realizing it was a hand that belonged to a human being, she turned to face the asshole that nearly made her piss her pants.
Brown eyes met green ones. And just like that, Skye was back in the position that she had just worked so hard to redirect her mind from. God he was beautiful, high cheek bones, tanned skin a strong jaw and full lips that were currently smiling at her. Even his teeth, brilliantly white and perfectly straight, dazzled her into some bizarre submissive state.
Wasn't she going to chew his head off for giving her a heart attack? Now it was all she could do to notice that his lips were moving. And embarrassingly she realized she hadn't heard a word he said. "I'm sorry. I didn't catch that." Her cheeks were flushed with embarrassment.
His smile widened at her obvious discomfort. "I said it was good to see you again Skye. If it wasn't for you, I don't know how I would've made it home, I was completely famished." He removed his had from the locker beside her and instead leaned his shoulder against it. He wanted her just comfortable enough to be open to what he was going to ask her and at the same time be uncomfortable enough in his presence to not say no, or better yet say anything at all. Skye seemed to be a little bewildered by his sudden change in stance.
"There's a get together tonight, nothing too big, just a few friends. I wanted to see if you were interested in going with me. It would be my way of thanking you for going out of your way from me the other day." He tried his best to sound as an unsure person would while asking someone they liked out on a date. Nickolas was nothing if not confident and wasn't even sure she had even bought his attempt at humility.
Skye couldn't believe what she had heard. Nickolas' voice sounded different than when she first heard him speak to her, it was a littler higher, more airy than she remember. She couldn't dwell on that for too long because what she had heard coming out of it was completely unreal. "Come again? What do you say?" Skye felt like she couldn't say anything. Never in a million years had she thought, during her senior year, that not only would she be invited to a party, but that she was being asked by Nickolas. There had to be a catch.
He could see her thinking, trying to figure out his angle. Leaning in closer, he added a little more charm, "Please." Skye felt his lips ghosting agains the shell of her ear at his whispered plea. She didn't move when his had stretched towards her and gently brushed one of her kinky coils away from her collarbone, his fingers later returning to stroke lazy patterns along it.
This could not be real life, there was something off, she knew it. There was no creditable reason for a guy like him to want a girl like here and yet when each thought of reason and self doubt would service, his fingers would press a little harder, or become lighter, or the pattern he was tracing would change all together.
There was no way she could say no and Nickolas knew it. So when he saw her head slightly nod her acceptance, he mustered every ounce of discipline he could not to look smug. "Great, I'll pick you up at 10." And he was gone, leaving Skye completely confounded.
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She still couldn't believe what had happened. In fact, she still wasn't totally convinced that it had happened. Skye had been ruminating over this as she halfway listen to their orders. It had been hours since her second encounter with Nickolas and she was flabbergasted. What's worse was that she said yes. Well technically she nodded and he took that as a yes.
If her mother found out...
"Okay Skye, I'm gone, please be sure to lock the door." Janine kissed her daughter on the cheek, before walking out the front.
She definitely couldn't tell her mother.
