Chapter 12 Chapter Twelve
Calvin takes the lead pulling me past the tables toward the rows of books where we sat yesterday. He wastes no time spinning me around to face him then pulling me down onto his lap making me straddle him.
I smirk and raise an eyebrow at him. “Well, this is new.” I say gesturing to our sitting arrangement.
Calvin runs his hands up my thighs and onto my waist. Sending a chill through me from head to toe. “I get to stare at your beautiful face if we sit like this.”
I roll my eyes but can’t help but smile. “You are so cheesy.”
Calvin shrugs. “I made you smile, so I’m okay with being cheesy.”
I scoot closer on his lap using his shoulders for support and lean in to whisper. “I like feeling you under me.”
Calvin gives me a satisfied look. “I like feeling you on top of me.”
I hesitate for a minute. I really want to kiss him, but I don’t know if Logan would mind. Logan surprised me with Aaron earlier; I don’t want to push my luck though. Calvin pulls me from my thoughts as he gently pushes a strand of hair behind my ear. The gentleness of his touch catches me off guard and I feel myself lean in to it. “You really are beautiful.” Calvin says so quiet I almost don’t hear it.
It's in that moment I decide to kiss him whether or not Logan approves. Leaning forward I slide my hands around the back of his neck and lean in slowly, allowing him time to push me away. Calvin stares at me, searching my eyes but doesn’t turn away or try to push me off of him. I brush my lips against his, barely grazing his lips. Calvin pulls me in closer against him, deepening the kiss and I feel my body melting into his.
His hands explore my body, rubbing over my thighs, gently squeezing my ass and I moan against his mouth. His kiss is slow and gentle yet rough and possessive. I feel him fighting for dominance and I allow him to have it. Calvin’s kiss makes me want to melt into him and never stop touching him.
Someone clears their throat and I pull away, knowing it’s Ryder before I even turn around. Why does he always have to ruin a perfect moment? “What do you want Ryder?” I ask letting the irritation be heard clearly in my voice.
Calvin chimes in. “Seriously dude, what the fuck do you want?”
Ryder laughs. “Just wanted to stop you guys before everyone starts thinking my new sister is a whore. You know kissing Logan, kissing Aaron and now kissing you. That’s pretty slutty behavior, not a good reputation to have your first week at a new school.”
I scoff in disgust. “You were watching me at lunch? What the fuck is your deal? Just leave me alone.”
“Just looking out for you sis.” Ryder says winking at me before walking off.
“Fucking prick.” I say and Calvin looks at me nodding his head in agreement.
“Why does he keep watching you, and following you around?” Calvin asks giving me a genuinely concerned look.
I shrug my shoulders, shaking my head. “I honestly don’t know what his deal is.”
Calvin rubs my cheek with his hand. “Just ignore him baby.”
I give him a smile and kiss the palm of his hand before pulling away from him to stand up. “I will do my best.” Calvin helps me stand pushing me up by my waist and stands up with me.
“Class is almost over.”
Calvin sighs. “Yeah. You are still staying after school to watch our practice right?”
I nod my head giving him an excited smile. “Of course, I wouldn’t miss it.”
“Good.” Calvin kisses my cheek, and we head out of the building right as the dismissal bell rings.
“I will see you after school.” I say waving to Calvin as I head to my last and least favorite class.
Aaron meets me at the door to the World History class room. “Hey baby.” He says giving me a sexy smile and a wink.
I feel my face heat up as I think about the kiss we shared and I can’t stop the smile that spreads across my face. “Hey.” I say giving him a quick hug before we go inside.
Mr. Wilkins is standing at the front of the room behind his podium and starts his lecture the second the bell rings even though people are still filing in to the class room.
“Everyone quiet down.” Mr. Wilkins says and everyone immediately shuts up not wanting to get sent to the office for talking.
World History is the only class that feels like it just drags on for hours and hours. Most of the teachers are pretty laid back considering we are seniors, they know we just want to pass our classes and get the hell out of this school. Mr. Wilkins doesn’t seem to understand that or if he does, he just doesn’t care.
When the final bell rings everyone practically runs out of his class before he can give homework or force us to stay longer listening to him blabber on and on about the same thing.
“See you later Lilly.” Aaron says giving me a quick kiss.
“Have fun at practice.” I say waving to him.
Aaron winks. “Always baby. Next time you will have to come watch my practice, instead of the boring football practice.”
I laugh. “Sounds like a plan.”
Aaron smiles and turns running up the hill to the gym. I head in the opposite direction going down the hill to the football field. There are only a couple of people in the bleachers, or should I say a couple of girls in the bleachers watching the practice which has been going on for an hour now.
The practice starts during last hour, so the guys only have to stay one hour after school. So, by time I get there they are already sweaty and tired. But they still look sexy. It takes me a minute to pick out all the guys since they are all wearing the same practice jerseys and helmets, it helps when Logan spots me in the bleachers and waves at me. Harrison, Calvin and Brandon look up and do the same. Now I know their numbers, hopefully their practice jersey numbers are the same as their game day uniforms. That would make things so much easier.
The next hour seems to fly by, and I think I am getting the hang of the rules. Calvin’s little private lesson the other day watching the old games helped a lot. Coach blows the whistle and all the guy’s huddle around him on the sidelines. I can’t tell what the coach is telling them but a couple of minutes later they all lean in and yell “Go, Eagles!” I guess that’s the end of practice, everyone takes their helmets off and most of them make their way to locker rooms I’m assuming for showers.
Logan and Harrison, however, makes their way to the edge of the bleachers where I am sitting. “Lilly wait for us by the locker room. We won’t be long.” Logan says winking at me.
“Okay. See you in a few.” I say back and make my way down the bleachers to the field.